“Baby,” Langston rasped, his thick, long fingers circling my wrists. “Baby boy, let me see your face, please,” he begged.
I slowly unlocked my arms, letting him pull them down from my face. Langston swallowed thickly. “Do you mean that, baby boy?”
Licking my lips, nervous as hell, I slowly nodded my head. He gripped the side of my neck and pulled my lips to his, kissing me with a hunger and passion that was unrivaled by anything else. I moaned into his kiss, grinding against him, needing him so badly now that it hurt.
“You’re my entire fucking world, Cove,” Langston growled against my lips before diving back in. I whimpered, clutching at his tight t-shirt, needing to feel his skin against mine. “I love you so goddamn much, baby boy.”
He laid me back on the couch and peeled my shirt over my head before licking and kissing his way down my chest, sucking at sensitive spots that drove me wild for him. I bucked beneath him, tugging at his shirt, wanting it off.
“You want me naked, baby boy? Is that what you’re trying to tell me?” Langston asked me.
Whimpering, I nodded at him, tugging at his shirt again. “Off.”
He leaned up, and gripping the back of his shirt, he pulled it over his head, tossing it to the floor with mine before he unsnapped his jeans and tugged them down his legs, baring all of himself to me for my eyes to feast on.
I reached for him. Langston laid his body over mine, one elbow braced beside my head to hold his weight up a little, his other hand between us as he worked on unsnapping my jeans. “I’m here, baby.”
I sighed in contentment, running my hands over his smooth back, his muscles flexing beneath my touch. Once my jeans were undone, he moved away from me again and peeled them down my legs, leaving me bare for him.
“So, so fucking beautiful, baby boy.” He reached over into the drawer on the coffee table and pulled out a bottle of lube, winking at me, a wicked smirk tilting his lips.
“Why is that there?” I whispered, my cheeks heating.
“I wanted to be prepared, baby boy. You’re so needy. I’ve got to make sure I can easily take care of you.”
I slapped my hands over my face, and he huskily laughed before pulling my arms down. “Don’t hide from me, Cove. I love how needy you are for me. Just let me take care of you.”
He gently pushed my knees up and apart. Shyly, I reached up and hooked my arms around the back of my knees, holding myself open for him so he had easier access to the most intimate part of me.
Langston had been prepping me for the past month with butt plugs, toys, his fingers, his tongue. But now, he was finally going to give me what we’d both been dying for. And since we’d both been tested and had come back clean, there was nothing stopping us from finally being together like this.
“You think you’re ready for me now?” Langston asked as he prepped me with his fingers, scissoring them apart. I whimpered, sinking my teeth into my bottom lip, nodding my head. Langston smiled at me. “I’m so ready to be inside of you, Cove,” he rasped.
I watched as he slicked himself up before he gripped the base of his cock, lining himself up with my rim. I swallowed thickly, so nervous but still needing him so badly. Langston reached forward and gripped the side of my neck, locking our eyes together as he began to push against the tight ring of muscle.
“I love you, baby boy. You’re fucking everything to me.”
I cried out as he slid inside me, our bodies fitting together so perfectly that tears began to fall from my eyes. I reached for him, my ankles locking around him. He laid his body over me, and we held each other as he rocked into me, making love to me all while he whispered how I’d forever be the only man for him and that I’d forever be his sweet baby boy.
Chapter Six
Langston
I grunted and pulled on the ratchet before finally getting the spark plug to come loose. Grimacing, I finished unscrewing it before pulling it, shaking my head.
When was the last time this customer had their spark plugs changed? It was fried all to hell. And judging by the look of the car…these plugs had probably never been changed.
I shook my head and set it aside before setting to work on putting the new plug in. I’d missed out on work yesterday, but my boss wasn’t upset about it. He was pretty understanding actually. Yesterday, Cove and I had moved everything I wanted to keep out of my apartment, and the rest, we rented a U-Haul and took it to the nearest donation center.
Then, we went to the school where I sat down with financial aid and worked on getting myself lined up for next semester. I was thankfully old enough now that the parent loans didn’t matter anymore. I could just do my own thing.
Thank God for small blessings.
“Yo, Langston!” one of the guys called. I jerked my head up, frowning at him. He was the new guy. I hadn’t gotten his name to stick in my brain yet, but I had a feeling he wouldn’t be around for long though. He spent more time outside smoking cigarettes than he did inside doing actual work. “Some lady is calling for you.”
I wiped my hands on my grease rag and made my way to him, grabbing the phone from his hand and placing it between my shoulder and ear while I worked on scrubbing my hands clean. I had no idea why some random woman would be calling my job specifically for me. “This is Langston.”
“Langston, hi. It’s Heather—Cove’s therapist.” I instantly went on alert. Why in the hell was she calling me? Had she done something to Cove? If she sent him to a psych hospital, I was going to lose my shit. She promised me it wouldn’t come to that.
