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Marcus

I chuckle softly before doing what he says and putting his cock into my mouth. Sucking Parker was always one of my favorite things to do. He’s so loud and vocal with what he wants, always willing to let me know exactly what he likes and how he wants it.

“Lick around the head,” he commands. “Yes, just like that.” He gasps, his hands finding my head.

I suck at the tip of his dick, taking my time before I kiss down toward his balls. I pull one into my mouth, giving it attention before giving the other some. His fingernails dig into my scalp, and I love the pain that comes from it. Knowing how much pleasure he’s feeling right now has me on top of the world. I nibble at his inner thigh, smiling when his legs lock around my head.

“I don’t know how long I’m going to last,” I tell him. “Having you naked and underneath me is something I’ve missed for so long.”

His head lifts, before he rasps, “We have all night, Marcus. Suck me now, fuck me later.”

“So needy. Hand me the lube.” He tosses the bottle at me, and I drizzle some onto my fingers. Sliding my hand down his ass, I find his hole, slipping a finger inside. His back arches as I suck his dick back into my mouth. I crook my finger, finding that special spot inside him, his legs twitching around my head.

“God, Marcus. I’m so fucking horny for you.”

I hum around his shaft, not wanting to stop my sucking. I haven’t had him in so long, and I want to take my time and worship him. Working my way up to two fingers, I go slow opening him up, knowing he hasn’t been with anyone since we were last together. Sex with Parker has always been mind-blowing, the spark between us never diminishing.

“Give me your cum, Parker. Flood my mouth. You’re not getting my dick in your ass until you shoot down my throat.”

Parker sobs, his hands squeezing my head as he thrusts into my mouth. He holds my head in place as he fucks my mouth, and I let him. This is the only time he’s ever in control, so I give it up for a moment, knowing he needs this. As soon as I insert my third finger and start scissoring him open, Parker unleashes in my mouth. There’s so much cum, I struggle to keep it all in, some dribbling out of the side of my mouth.

As he settles on the bed, I crawl up his body, attacking his mouth so he can taste himself on me. He slides his tongue against mine, moaning when he tastes himself.

“Nothing has or will ever compare to the taste of us,” he says, kissing from my lips down to my throat.

“I need to be inside you so bad,” I admit, grinding down on top of him.

“Then fucking get in me, Marcus. I need to be railed fast and hard.”

“God,” I whisper, staring at him with wide eyes. Parker was always so eager to have my dick. It didn’t matter the time of day or night—he was horny for me. The way I’ve always felt sexy and wanted by him is something I missed. I slather my shaft with a bunch of lube, then rasp, “Hold your legs back for me.”

Parker follows my command beautifully, grabbing behind his knees and pulling his legs wide. His gorgeous blush-pink hole is on display, and I angle myself so I’m lined up with it.

“Hurry up, Marcus. I’m too impatient,” Parker growls, his eyes blazing with fire.

“You just came. How are you already aching to do it again?” I ask, sliding one of my hands up and down his toned thigh.

“Because I haven’t had you in so long. It’s been almost a year since I’ve felt you stretching my ass wide, making me mumble incoherent sounds as you take me apart.” He flashes a smirk, knowing exactly what his dirty words do to me.

“I can’t wait any longer,” I tell him, pushing into him slowly. His hole opens for me, a blissful expression crossing his face as I slide in.

“Fuck, yes! I missed this.”

Once I’m fully inside him, I pause, giving us both time to adjust. For him to get used to the size of me and for me to not explode right away. My eyes stayed trained on him as I slowly pull out and push back in. His eyes close as he tosses his head back, a long groan leaving his lips. I thrust again, my own eyes rolling in the back of my head. He’s strangling me tightly and I know I won’t last long.

I pull out of him, tapping him on the thigh. “Get on your hands and knees, Parker.” He scrambles up off the bed, getting into position. His gorgeous ass is in my face, and I massage it with my hands. “I really love being in this ass,” I tell him.

“Then fucking get back in it, Marcus.”

“So impatient,” I murmur, rubbing my index finger along the knobs of his spine. “So needy for me. How badly do you want me to fill you with my cock again?”

“I want it. No, I need it! Now get inside me.”

He shakes his ass in my face, and I grab hold of his hips, impaling him on my dick. I fuck into him wildly, sweat forming on my back and forehead. Each thrust causes Parker to scoot forward on the bed, a whimper leaving him each time I hit his prostate. Angling my hips, I make sure to hit that spot each time I pound into him. I know he already came, but I need him to come again before I can. He finally squeezes me tight, unleashing onto the sheets below him.

I continue ramming into him, chasing my orgasm. I thrust a few more times before filling Parker full of my cum. My dick jerks as the last drops burst out before I’m dropping onto his back, covering him with my sweat-slicked body. Parker doesn’t react or move, his body rising and falling on the mattress. He’s always loved when I’ve laid on him. He would say something about how the weight would make him feel safe and secure. My body stays on top of him as my fingers drift up and down the sides of his hips. I lean down, placing gentle kisses along his shoulders, then roll off him, snatching him and dragging him toward my body. His head easily falls onto my chest as if it belongs there.

“I really missed this,” he says, playing with my nipple.

“I really missed you,” I tell him, placing a soft kiss on his forehead.

“This trip turned out to be even better than I imagined,” he says, his eyes drifting closed.

“It’s the best thing that could have happened to us.”

Parker drifts off to sleep in my arms, and I hold him tightly. So much has changed in the past few days. From showing up at the hotel door realizing that I was being forced to room with Parker, to having the discussion about him and his anxiety. And now, having him wrapped up in my arms… I never thought I would be in this position again. When Parker walked out on me, I thought it was the last time we would have been together in that way.

Am I scared? Of fucking course I am. Parker has the power to destroy me. He did it once and he could easily do it again. But I have to have faith that this time will be different. Now that we’re both aware of his anxiety and what he’s having to deal with when it comes to his mind, I truly think we can make things work. It won’t be easy, and we’ll have to figure out our new lives, but I’d do anything for Parker. I lived a whole year without him and I can’t do it again.

A tear slips down my cheek as I watch Kendra glide down the aisle, arm in arm with Dad. She looks absolutely breathtaking with the mermaid lace gown she has on. I’m standing on Tim’s side of the bridal party, the breeze from the ocean cooling off our heated skin. Parker is standing on the other side of the aisle, tears flowing freely down his face as he takes in Kendra coming our way.

Dad kisses Kendra on the cheek, then places her hand in Tim’s. The officiant reads the script for the ceremony and while my eyes should be on Kendra, they’re not. I can’t help but stare at Parker, thinking of what could be in the future. A time when maybe it’ll be him walking down the aisle to me, all our family and friends surrounding us with love in their eyes. It’s a dream I dreamed many times before that was ripped away from me. And I want to have it back.

The ceremony passes quickly, and then we’re being ushered toward the reception area. Kendra and Tim have gone all out because it’s gorgeous. Each table has a sheer white linen on it with beautiful purple and pink flower arrangements. There’s an arch of flowers at the entrance and everything is under a huge white tent. The resort really knows how to decorate for a wedding.

We each take our seats, with Kendra and Tim in the middle. Since Parker is Kendra’s Man of Honor, I can’t sit next to him, but every so often I’ll lean forward over the table and take a peek at him.

Parker stands up, clearing his throat. “I’d like to make a toast,” he says, lifting his glass of wine into the air. The reception area dies down, the sounds slowly dropping to whispers before disappearing completely. “I’ve had the pleasure of being around Kendra and Tim since the very beginning. I still remember when we were out to dinner, and Tim interrupted our meal, stating that he saw Kendra and knew he needed to come and talk to her. Luckily for him, we weren’t on a date or I would have been pissed.” A few laughs and snickers echo around and I smile. “But honestly, I’ve been here, watching them fall in love, and I couldn’t imagine a person better for my other half than Tim. It’s definitely a plus that he realized rather quickly that we came as a set.” Parker smiles before finishing his speech. He lifts his glass higher into the air, saying, “To Kendra and Tim.”

We all echo his sentiments, taking a sip from our glasses. Tim’s best man goes next, giving a heartwarming speech about how much Kendra has changed Tim and made him a better man. Once the toasts are finished, Kendra and Tim cut the cake before declaring the DJ to play some music for everyone.

One by one, people file out onto the middle of the dance floor. I’m about to stand up and make my way to Parker when my dad plops down in the seat next to me.

“Why are you sitting here all alone?” he asks, shoving a huge bite of cake into his mouth.

“I was just biding my time,” I tell him, playing with the stem of my glass.

“Parker looks pretty lonely over there on the other side of the table. When are you planning on asking him to dance?”

“Do you think I’m making the right decision?” I ask, flexing my hands.

“And what decision are you making?”

“You know. With Parker. Giving us a second chance. Do you think I’m foolish?”

“Why would I think you’re foolish?” Dad turns in his chair to face me. “Marcus, I don’t know exactly what happened between you and Parker, but I know I’ve only ever seen a love like yours two other times in my life. One with your mother, and the second with Kendra and Tim. Finding your person isn’t always the easiest thing to do. Sometimes things happen and you drift apart, but you’ve somehow found your way back to one another. Did you talk about what happened between you both the first time?”

“Yeah. I mean, I probably should have let him explain months ago, but I finally gave him the chance to.”

“And?”

“And what?” I huff, hating when he gets like this. Dad is one of those people who likes to force you into having the hard conversations. But he doesn’t do it easily, he makes you work for it. He’ll give you guiding questions waiting for you to come to the right conclusion. Dad says nothing; he just grabs another piece of cake and pops it into his mouth. Wanting to fill the silence, I keep talking. “Fine. Maybe we needed that time apart to be stronger. We both grew as a people, but in the end, we still want each other. I still love him. Hell, I never stopped.”

“So, are you foolish? Are you making the wrong decision?”

“I don’t think so,” I say, my eyes drifting over to Parker. He’s still sitting in his seat, watching the different couples dance around the floor. He looks beautiful tonight. His outfit consists of a dark gray suit paired with a light blue tie that accentuates his eyes. The suit is nice and tight, showcasing how lean and perfect his body is.

“Then that’s all you need to know, Marcus. Only you can decide what your next step is. You either forgive him and move on or you keep it holed inside you forever and you let him go. I will never force or sway your decision, but just know we all love Parker and you choosing him could never be bad.”

“Thanks, Dad.”

“Mm-hmm,” he replies, licking the frosting off his fingers. “I’m going to go ask your mom to dance. You should probably do the same.”

“Yeah,” I mumble, still staring at Parker.

His eyes find mine, a small smile playing on his face. I stand up, determination setting in.