Making Hank feel even stronger, more desperate to cross this line with him and not look back. This was something within his power to do, and he felt desperate to do it.
To chalk uponefucking item in theWincolumn.
He nuzzled noses with Dox, his lips a breath above Dox’s. “Please come for me, Sir.”
Dox’s eyes went wide for a split-second before they squeezed closed and a low, guttural moan escaped him. Hank sped up his strokes and Dox’s cock twitched in his hand, pulsing as he exploded. Dox grabbed Hank’s hand and used him to finish, hot cum filling Hank’s hand and making Dox’s cock feel even more slick.
His whole body went rigid against Hank’s before he went limp and his hand fell still as he gasped for breath.
Hank kissed him, so many confused emotions rolling through him as he stared into Dox’s face.
Except for one emotion, which floated to the top and settled there, gentling his emotional waves—love.
Hedefinitelyloved this man, and not just as a friend. When he looked back on their relationship…he’d always loved him.
Would what they have be perfect?
No, but neither was life.
Likehellwould he walk away from him. Like he’d said, they’d take things night by night.
Ignoring the mess, Hank pulled Dox into his arms, holding him the way he’d held Hank earlier. He nuzzled Dox’s forehead and inhaled.
Sweat, cum, lube—them. He absorbed the way Dox felt in his arms, his breath brushing over Hank’s chest.
The way his own cock throbbed now, fully engorged and erect as it rubbed against Dox’s hip.
“Let’s go clean up in the shower,” Dox mumbled. “Then I’ll get you off again.”
“You want a nap first, Sir?”
“No, because if I go to sleep, I can’t keep my promise to you to make you come again.” He finally opened his eyes and met Hank’s gaze.
The movies were right—there was a distinctzinghe felt shoot through his heart, deep into his soul.
With peace settling over them, Hank stared into his eyes. “I love you, Sir,” he said, confidence filling him as the words gently parted the silence.
Dox cupped his cheek and brushed another kiss across his lips. “I love you, too, boy,” he whispered. “I’ve loved you forever, and I never thought I’d ever have anything like this with you. You’ve just made my biggest dream come true.”
* * * *
Maddox climbed out of bed and took Hank by the hand to lead him to the bathroom. There, in the shower, he pressed him against the wall as the steam built around them and Maddox kissed him once more.
A lifetime of fantasies swirled within him, scenarios he’d never dreamed possible. With this step taken, he wanted to make themallcome true now.
Above all, he wanted Hank to know how much he loved him, and JJ.
How much he wanted them to be afamily.
This wasn’t a Dom/sub thing, this was a man-in-love thing.
This was him feeling more vulnerable than he ever had in his life and desperate not to fuck this up.
His own cock twitched and jerked in interest as he worked his way down Hank’s body, taking time to graze his teeth along the man’s nipples, which elicited needy moans from him. By the time he was on his knees in front of Hank, with the man’s hard cock rightthere, his own cock once again throbbed, hard and wanting relief.
He could wait, though. This was about keeping a promise to his boy, the first of countless promises.
Slowly, he engulfed Hank’s cock in his mouth and took his time making love to it. He wanted this night to last in Hank’s memory the way he knew it’d last in his.
