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“I’m ready,” I whisper when his three fingers slide in and out of me effortlessly. Carter doesn’t say anything, just pulls back and reaches for a condom. He doesn’t question me, and that’s probably one of the things I like the most about him, maybe even... love?

Social conventions dictate it’s too soon for that, but if people like the idea of love at first sight, then why can’t it be something like love at a month and a half after meeting?

“You ready?” he whispers, and he’s right there above me. I hadn’t realized he’d moved, but it doesn’t matter, does it?

I’ll figure this love stuff out later.

For now . . .

I reach up to cup his cheeks and nod.

The first push is always intoxicating for me. That moment when I’m holding my breath, bracing for the sting and the pleasure.

But there’s barely a sting this time, just the fullness.

“I’m prepared to say I love your dick.”

I don’t know where the words came from but I don’t regret them. Not only because they’re true but because they make Carter chuckle, and I can feel the vibration of his chest when he leans down to kiss me .

Carter

I don’t think I’ve ever laughed during sex, especially not when the sex is this mind blowing before it even really starts.

“You feel amazing, darling,” I tell Liam.

With only half my dick inside him, I can already tell this won’t last long.

“It’s all in, right?” he asks, his focused frown appearing again.

“No.” I shake my head. “Just half.”

“Oh, God,” he says in a breathy tone that definitely doesn’t sound scared or worried. Nope, my man is excited. “Come on then, give it all to me.”

I don’t stop my smile even while I’m pushing slightly further into him.

“Yessss,” he hisses out, arching his back as much as he can and extending his neck perfectly so I can lean down and lick a clean line up to his ear.

“You want more, darling?” I whisper.

“Uh-huh,” he mumbles and his hands come up to grip my ribs. “More, please.”

My smile grows right against his skin. He’s so polite, how can I ever tell him no?

And so I thrust the rest of the way in, and get a shout from Liam, and a head full of pleasure for me.

“You good?” I think to ask before I completely lose control.

“Yes, fuck, just move,” he snaps, and that’s the last coherent thought that passes through my head .

I pull my hips back then drive back into him with as much force as I’m capable of. Then again, and again, and again...

I feel a sting on my back when he drags his nails down, then he bites down on my shoulder. My legs start to burn with the effort, but there’s no way I could ever stop while Liam is moaning in my ear, holding on to me as desperately as I’m thrusting into him.

My hand finds purchase in his hair, and I hold on and tighten my grip when that has him moaning louder. I don’t slow the pace when I feel him reach for his cock between us, or when he starts stroking himself, I just fuck him harder.

It’s fucking primal, and not only the hardest fuck of my life but also the most pleasure I’ve ever felt.

“Coming,” Liam groans out the single word, and I can feel his cum on my abdomen a moment later.

That combined with the torturously delicious way he tightens around me takes me right over the edge with him.

“ Fuuuuck ,” I growl through gritted teeth. I try to not shout right by his ear, and it takes all my strength, but I manage it.

I thrust one more time while pleasure grows in my groin, and then fall right on top of him.

Another thing I’ve never done before.

“We’re never going to let another week pass where we don’t do that,” Liam whispers between harsh breaths, and I let out a breathy laugh. A moment later I have to circle my feet to get the blood flowing in them again.

“My legs are like jelly. Next time you ride me, okay?” I ask, my voice already sounding tired .

“I’m very satisfied, but I’m not tired,” Liam says, sounding very awake. “Here, let me.”

He frees his hands from between us and pushes me gently to the side, then he somehow grabs the towel from under him and cleans us up marginally.

It’s futile to resist the smile that blooms all the way from my heart when he makes sure I’m on my side then extends my arm to use it as a pillow.

“Was that good for you too?” he asks quietly.

I bring my hand up to comb a strand of his light brown hair away from his forehead, then I cup his soft cheek and kiss him softly on the lips.

“It was even better than I imagined,” I admit softly.

“Good.” He nods once, and I know he’s working on getting out something he’s not sure about saying. “But that doesn’t mean we have to stop the other stuff, you know?” he mumbles.

I bite my lip. Sometimes his cuteness is too much.

“I know, darling. We’ll do all the things now,” I assure him. “In fact, we can wait for a little while longer then do that again. This time you can be the one to give your legs a workout,” I tease and waggle my brows.

He frowns, though, confused.

“I have very strong legs. I never skip leg day at the gym.”

“I know, darling, I was just teasing you.” He told me all about how his gym always lets him use one of the empty yoga rooms and bring weights in there so he doesn’t have to be around a lot of people while he exercises.

“Oh.” He brightens, sounding surprised. “I will rock your world,” he says with such confidence I would never dare question him.

“I bet you will.” I kiss him again, trapping his lower lip with both of mine.

“Just give me a few minutes and—” My phone blares and I groan as I flop back.

“Forgot to silence my damn phone,” I mumble.

Then I let out a big sigh and perform a heroic sit-up so I can fish it out of my discarded pants in the bathroom.

“What?” I snap as soon as I answer. I know it’s CJ. I wouldn’t answer a call that way if it were anyone else... okay, maybe Adam, Wolf, and Derek would get this treatment as well.

“We’re back!” he shouts, as though he wasn’t speaking directly into his phone’s mic.

“So?” I demand, and walk back to bed so I can resume the cuddling and making out.

“So I want to see you again because I have an idea for the brownstone, and Wolf wants to talk to Liam about another project.”

“Yeah, all right,” I mumble, and though I do feel slightly like a dick, I just had sex with my boyfriend for the first time for fuck’s sake. I want to do it again, dammit.

“We’ll be there in like forty minutes or an hour, depending on traffic.”

“Rich says more than an hour,” I hear Wolf grumble in the background.

“See you soon,” CJ says excitedly and hangs up.

I turn to see Liam staring at the ceiling, and only after another long moment of silence does he look at me.

“Who was it?” he asks, turning over and placing both hands under his cheek .

“CJ. He said he and Wolf are back from Italy and want to see us. Do you want us to go to your apartment?”

Is it wrong that I really want him to say yes?

“What? We can’t leave if they’re coming here after a long flight.”

I scoff. “Please, they flew private and spent a week in Italy ,” I emphasize. “If they’re tired, it’s they’re own fault,” I mumble. “I kinda want us to tire each other out.”

His smile is full of indulgence.

“We’ll get to tire each other out whether we’re here or at my place. Besides, I think spending more time with your friends will be good for me.”

“How so?” I ask with a frown.

“The more time I spend with them, the less nervous I’ll get each time.”

I understand that, and immediately feel like an arsehole.

The difference between his behavior when it’s just us or when we’re with his family and when we’re with anyone else is obvious. And not only do I know how much my friends will like him if they get to know this side of him, but I also know they’ll become his friends too.

“I want to meet your friends too,” I tell him.

“We can arrange that.” He sits up and nods three times in a row. “Since everything with ESoothe is stalled at the moment, William and Parker have more time on their hands, so maybe we can invite them for dinner here sometime.”

“That’s a great idea.” I feel better already and jump out of bed. “Milton will love it if we fill the house with people.”

“Let’s get another shower and make sure we have something to offer CJ and Wolf since Milton isn’t here tonight.” He stands as well.

“Oh,” I cry when a lightbulb turns on in my head. “Mike just posted the other day about a Greek restaurant that’s only two blocks over. I’ll find out if they deliver.”

“If they don’t, then we can walk over there. It’s not as hot out now that the sun is going down. And...” He walks over and wraps his arms around me until his hands cup my ass. “If you’ve recovered already, maybe I’ll suck you off in the shower.”

“We have an hour,” I tell him hurriedly and drag him back into the bathroom.