Page 53 of The Best Man's Secret

He undid his jeans and pulled them down with his underwear. I gasped at the sight of his hard cock. I’d only ever seen it covered by the fabric of his underwear or a towel.

His eyes were full of vulnerability as he pushed his clothes away.

I unzipped my pants and did the same until we were both naked.

“Scoot up,” he said. I moved to the middle of the bed. My dick pointed up, leaving no doubt about where this was headed.

I gasped when River followed me onto the middle of the bed, covered my body with his, and our dicks touched.

Sexuality was a spectrum. I’d believed that since Noah had come out to the family as pansexual, and now, with River’s cock touching mine, there was no shadow of a doubt that I was not and probably had never been straight.

“What do you want to happen here, Adam?”

“Is everything too much to ask?”

He chuckled. “I’m going to manage your expectations here. It’s been a long time since I’ve had sex that didn’t involve my hand. This might be over embarrassingly quick.”

“I’m not worried about your staying power. It’s your refractory period I want to test.”

“You’re on,” he said, a glint of his competitive side showing in his eyes. “Can I suck you?”

“Like I’m going to say no to that.”

His mouth moved lower, kissing down my neck, my chest, until I was gasping, lost in the haze of pleasure as he took me in his mouth.

There was no easing me into it. He took my cock right down until it hit the back of his throat. He sucked hard on the way up before repeating it a million times.

“Oh my, fucking—argh, River!” I cried, the suction driving me crazy. Every stroke, every flick of his tongue, unraveled me from the inside out. I was so close.

“River,” I gasped, and there was a plea in my voice that I couldn’t have held back if I tried.

“Come in my mouth.”

“Are you sure?” I’d never had a girlfriend who’d wanted that, so I’d always thought cum didn’t taste very nice.

“I need it. Please, Adam.”

I nodded, and he resumed his assault. With one hand around the base of my cock he sucked harder around the head. My elbows slipped on the sheets and I fell on my back. River never stopped.

“I’m coming,” I shouted as my whole body locked and I spilled weeks of pent-up desire down his throat.

River sucked me until there was nothing left.

I reached for him, my hands trembling as I tried to find a tiny ounce of energy.

He lay beside me, his hard cock pressing against my thigh.

“That was—” he started.

“Perfect, River. Utter perfection.”

He placed his hand on my chest, over my fast-beating heart.

“Let me take care of you,” I said, my eyes closed as I fought the need to drift off. There was no way I was going to be a selfish partner. River deserved more than that.

I trailed a pattern down his side until my hand circled his cock. It was thick and heavy. Not so different from mine, but it was longer. I wondered how it would feel inside me.

“I’m not fucking you tonight,” he said.