Page 25 of Project: FU (Longwood U #3)

TAVIS

It took some convincing to get Kelsey to agree to come home for dinner this weekend. Rachel and I have been putting off telling our kids that we’re getting a divorce until we can get them all together.

It’s almost as if Kelsey knows it’s coming and refuses to cooperate. She’s conveniently available when Orion has evening classes or when Hannah has a commitment at school.

Kelsey finally stopped evading when Hannah laid into her in the family group chat, stating, ‘ stop being so damn self-centered for a change and get your ass home for dinner on Saturday .’ Miraculously, Saturday freed itself up for Kelsey.

I fear for my eldest daughter. We’ve all been waiting for her to be a little more aware of those around her and take their feelings into consideration as she gets older. So far, we’re still waiting. It’s frustrating.

None of that matters right now. I’m waiting in my office at the school for Nolan. It’s been several days since I’ve touched him, and I’m about to lose my mind. I need to feel him.

Saturdays are generally quiet at school. We had a game scheduled for this evening, but something happened with the Nevada team, and they needed to postpone a day. I think someone had a family emergency. Or maybe a school emergency.

To be honest, I didn’t pay attention to what the reason was. I don’t really care why the game is delayed. It means I can give my team the night off on a Saturday.

His footsteps are quiet. Most of the lights in the building are off, so his shadow is nothing more than a hint when he steps into the open door.

“Tavis?” he whispers.

I grab for him, making Nolan jump in surprise and then laugh.

My mouth covers his as I close and lock the door.

My hand immediately drops to his round ass as I dig my fingers between his cheeks through the thin fabric.

He groans. He’s in just as much a hurry as I am, since his hand pushes into my pants and grips my dick.

“I already prepped,” he murmurs against my lips. “Just stick it in and move it around.”

I laugh as I lick inside his mouth. God, I’ve wanted to taste him again for ages. I love hockey. I truly do. And I love my family with every cell in my body. But fuck, keeping this a secret means we’re sneaking around. Which means there are days that go by when we can’t get together.

It’s frustrating.

I haul him further into the room and shove him against my desk. There’s already a towel over the side. I shove his pants down and set him on the edge.

“Lie back. Try not to scream too loudly,” I tell him.

Nolan snorts. “Right.” His hand is already on his dick, stroking as I shove my fingers into his hole. He’s definitely ready. Filled with lube.

I grab the condom from my pocket before dropping my jeans to my knees.

I don’t take my pants off. I don’t take Nolan’s off.

They’re around his thighs, which I like since it forces his legs together, making him maddeningly more constricted.

I love the way he bucks and writhes under me when I force his legs to remain together while I take him.

Using his pants between his legs, I push his knees to his chest. “You’re not going to take them off?

” he asks, groaning as I line my cockhead up with his glistening hole.

The only light in the room is the faintest dim glow from the frosted glass window in my door that’s reaching in from a light further down the hall.

“No. I want you to feel every desperate inch of me.”

He shudders. His gasp is loud as I push inside. His body jerks. His grunts get louder. I’m not actually concerned that we’ll be overheard. No one will be here today. The building is abandoned. Access to the team gym is through another door. There’s a very low chance that we’ll be caught.

His body feels like I haven’t been inside in months. So tight. So fucking hot. He’s got so much lube in him I have to moderate my movements, or I could slide right in if I leaned my body weight forward.

With my forearm taking the place of my hand on his pants, I reach for the back of his neck, making him curl in on himself. His gasps get higher and louder, though strangled because of the angle I have him in. I work up my momentum until I’m fucking him with purpose.

“Fuck, I’ve missed your body,” I grunt, as I pound into him. My other hand joins my first, and I box him in, using my hold to keep him right where I want him. “Listen to you. Fuck. You like that, frat boy? Like the way you’re fucked by the hockey coach?”

His whine is melodic. It sends hot tingles straight down to my balls.

“Like my dick in your ass? That feel good? Do I hit all the right spots?”

“Yes,” he gasps. “Tavis, I’m close.”

“Come if you want, but I’m not going to stop until I’ve had my fill of you.”

He whimpers, and god, he’s sexy. So fucking sexy. That sound he makes nearly undoes me.

“Harder,” he gasps.

I yank him forward and lean over him, effectively folding him in half. I’m thankful that my desk is pushed against the wall, or the force of my thrusts would have it slamming against it. I use every ounce of strength I have to fuck him as hard as I can.

His body shudders under me. Jerks suddenly when my dick hits him in a specific way. His fingers dig into my lower back so hard that I’m sure he’s drawing blood. The sting of it gives me more energy. I love how much he wants this. How into it he is. How good I make him feel.

“I’m going to come,” he gasps again, words choked. “Fuck. Don’t stop.”

I reach between us and grab his cock, squeezing him.

His cry turns into a spasmed choking sound and I’m sure that drip that I just felt down my back was blood.

His body spasms against me, but I don’t stop driving into him with as much force as I can, making sure he feels every pound.

Every jab. Every deep penetration until he’s seeing stars.

“I changed my mind,” I grunt. “Don’t come yet.”

“I need to,” he whimpers. His hand covers mine, and I know I’m probably gripping him painfully. “You think that’s helping, but it’s only making me need to come more. God, everything you do feels so damn good, Tavis.”

I pull him closer and bite his lower lip.

I mean for these little bites of pain to slow his orgasm down, but it seems I found a trigger to make it happen instantly.

Even as I’m biting him and squeezing his dick tightly, he comes hard.

His body bucks under me as he comes. His hole grips me so fucking tight that I can’t catch my breath.

My orgasm is abrupt as he thrashes against me. The hold his ass has on my dick milks me until my knees shake.

I release his lip, dropping my face to his neck where I suck his soft skin until I’m empty. Holy fuck. We’ve never fucked quite like this. Not so rough. So wild. I know I need to let him unfold, but I’m not ready to be outside his body.

“That didn’t go exactly how I thought it would,” I admit.

He laughs breathlessly.

While we catch our breaths, I lick around his neck. I feel like a damn kid as I leave marks all over him, sucking him until his neck and shoulders and collarbone are covered in my bruising hickeys. There won’t be any mistake about where they came from.

My watch beeps, signaling that we need to get going. It’s actually notifying me of the time I need to head into the office to get ready for our game, but tonight, it means it’s time to head home and tell my family that we’re getting divorced.

I also plan to tell them I’m seeing someone. The plan is that they get used to the idea that I’m seeing someone. Then I’ll work in the fact he’s younger than me. Their age. Next, he’s a student at Longwood U.

Hopefully, if all my careful planning works, my kids will be used to the idea of Nolan before I drop it on them that I’m dating him. I’m confident that my boys will be fine with this. I think even Hannah will accept it.

It’s Kelsey who will throw a fit. Rightfully, I might add.

But I have a plan. I have steps and a time frame. By the time this semester is over, we won’t have to hide our relationship. It’ll be in the open. No more sneaking around. I’ll be able to touch him and kiss him and fuck him whenever I want.

Reluctantly, I slowly pull my dick from his ass. Nolan sighs. “No way you can come over tonight, huh?”

“I don’t know. You going to the bar?”

“Only if you can get away after.”

I kiss him, memorizing the taste of his mouth. The movement of his tongue. God, I’m fucking obsessed with this man. How the hell did I not realize it every single time Kelsey brought him home?

“Tomorrow night, for sure. Promise. I’ll fuck you all night.”

“Promises, promises.”

I bite his lip again, making him laugh. “Trust me. I want to be with you—and inside you—all night. I want to wake up to you in the morning. Tomorrow. I promise.”

His smile is wide against me. “Okay, fine.”

“Good.” I kiss him again and then pull him up so he’s sitting on the edge of my desk.

Nolan winces, grunts. “Fuck. I think you bruised my hole.”

“As long as you’re thinking of no one else but me tonight.”

He chuckles. “It’s going to take me an hour to get all the lube from my hole. Trust me, I’ll be thinking of you.”

Chuckling, I bury the condom in my trash and then ball up the towel. I drop it in the laundry, which will be done tomorrow before the game. Once we’re put together again, I pull Nolan to my chest and hug him. He sighs, sinking into me.

For a long time, I just hold him. We don’t speak. There’s no groping. It’s just our hearts beating together. It feels good.

“I’m looking forward to the day when we don’t have to avoid being seen together,” Nolan says. “Don’t get me wrong, sneaking around truly is sexy, but I really want to go home with you and just be in your company. Even if we’re doing separate things.”

My chest tightens. “I’ve been waiting to want that my entire adult life, Nolan. Soon. I promise you.”

“Lots of promising.”

I take a step back and cup his face in my hands.

It’s too dim to see his eyes. “I will make good on all of them. Just have some patience. This is going to be delicate at home, and I don’t actually want to piss off all four kids.

One is inevitable, but I think I can ease the other three into accepting this somewhat smoothly. ”

He sighs. “I trust you.”

“Good. With the promise of having you every single day, believe me, I’m not taking more than the necessary time to make this happen. You’re mine, Nolan. There are days I wish I’d stolen you from my daughter last summer.”

Nolan laughs. “Oh my god, can you imagine?”

“I can. I do imagine it sometimes. Just to have had you sooner.”

“Go. You’re going to be late. Good luck tonight.”

“Stay here a minute. I’ll text you if you can’t leave yet, but I can’t imagine anyone being around right now.”

“It’s a beautiful Saturday afternoon. They all have better things to do than stake out the front of the hockey arena.”

“True enough.” I kiss him once more and head for the door.

There’s no one on the way. I see no one outside.

I send Nolan a text, but don’t stop to make sure he makes it out as I head for my truck.

I need to stop for some meat to grill. Maybe some sausage.

Rachel is preparing a feast of salads and dessert, and I’m manning the grill.

It’s been a really long time since we’ve done something as a family of six. I need my kids to understand that we’re still a family of six, even and especially when Rachel and I divorce.

I head to the butcher and spend almost $150 on meat, which isn’t as outrageous as I thought it would be. Then I stop by the market for vegetables to grill. Since the fruit looks good, I grab a bunch of it too, thinking I can grill some up and Rachel can do something with them.

I’m enjoying Rachel and me getting along.

Talking again. I understand that a divorce is splitting a couple apart, but in so many ways, it feels like it’s bringing us closer together again.

This is a long road, I know, but it’s probably going to be a whole lot smoother than the roads we’ve already traveled.

For the very first time since we learned of Rachel’s pregnancy with Orion, I feel like we’re on the same page. She knows I’m seeing someone and is supportive of that. We’ve talked about Nolan without names and specifics a couple times.

I feel hopeful. Excited about my future.

The first step is tonight. The first hurdle. The night that will probably set the tone for the next few months. I’m nervous, but I’m so damn ready.