LOGIN“Fuck.”I jammed my hand between us and grabbed his cock. He was hot and hard and wet with precum.Unable to stop myself, I pulled out of him and shimmied down his body.“What are you—oh fuck!”His fingers twisted in my hair as I sucked him into the back of my throat, needing to taste him, and give my dick a break so I didn’t come before him.“Yes, yes, yes,” he chanted.He tugged at my hair, the pain radiating through my body and mixing with the pleasure in a way that set my nerve endings on fire.I pulled off his cock with a lewd pop.“Wait, why did you—oh god.”“That’s it, kitten. Take those fingers,” I said as I rubbed his prostate.“Ash,” he whined brokenly, staring at me with wide, glassy eyes. He was splayed out on the bed, looking desperate and flustered and so damn beautiful it made my chest ache.“You like riding my fingers, kitten?”“So good,” he moaned.“You look so hot right now.” I squeezed my cock to calm down.Jules’s eyes were on my hand, and I nearly came when he lic
I resumed licking him, teasing him with my tongue as I pushed one finger inside him.“Holy goddamn fucking shit, that feels good,” he moaned.I chuckled against his skin. I loved how vocal he was. How he never shied away from letting me hear how much he was enjoying things. Once I had him nice and ready with one finger, I slipped in a second.“Fuck. Ash. You have big fingers.” He huffed out a laugh. “Matches your big ass dick.”“I mean, you have one too.” I gave his hole one last lick, then moved onto my knees, two fingers in his ass and the other hand wrapped around his leaking shaft.“Maybe one of these days you’ll let me take a turn.”“Is that something you want?” I stroked him slowly as I thrust my fingers inside him at a gentle pace.I’d never entertained the thought before, but the idea of having Jules top me, getting to experience what he did, was appealing.“I think so?” He arched his back and moaned as I dragged my finger over his prostate. “You’re definitely missing out if y
“You mean you’re ready for more?”“I’m ready for it all.”“Fuck, Jules. You have no idea how much I want you.”“Probably about as much as I want you.” I ran my hand up to his chest, toying with the material of his shirt as he arched into my touch.“Let’s get you naked.”He grinned as we sat up. “You too. I want you naked too.” He stripped off his shirt and tossed it aside.It took some wiggling and maneuvering, but we managed to get naked in record time.“Fuck, Jules. You’re gorgeous.”He blushed red and lowered his gaze to the blankets.He was perfect. Those long, lean muscles, his smooth skin, that soft hair I loved to play with, those expressive eyes that told me every thought and feeling he had.I was utterly and totally in love with him. I still couldn’t tell him, so it was time to show him.“Lie back.”He did as I said, his breathing shaky and stuttered.I took another moment to drink him in, memorizing every curve and ridge of his amazing body, the planes of his face, everythin
“Come on, deek. Time to have dinner.” He pressed a kiss against my shoulder.“That’s not going to be a thing.”“It’s so going to be a thing.”I smiled as he pulled the cookie sheet of food out of the oven and put it on the stovetop. Life was just that much brighter when Jules was around.“What did you think?” he asked when the movie credits rolled.“I mean, it was my pick, so I’m gonna go with it was awesome.”“Did you read the comic?”“No. Is it very different?”“It’s a lot more violent.”“Really?”“Yup. And the storyline is different. You can tell they Hollywooded it up.”“Hollywooded?”“Made it more palpable for mainstream audiences. Let’s just say that a few of the characters have been sanitized.”“Huh. I had no idea.”Ping.“Are you going to get that?” Jules asked, snuggling into my side.“Nope.”“But it could be important. It’s, like, the tenth notification.”“It’s not important. I should have just put the damn thing on silent.”“Are you sure you don’t want to go out? It seems l
“I do love it.” I dropped a kiss on the tip of his nose. He smiled again.A part of me was tempted to tell him that I loved him, but it was too soon. Things were so up in the air right now. We’d only been doing, whatever this was, for a few weeks now. We were still getting to know each other, and nothing was official.By unspoken agreement, we’d kept this quiet. He might have told his friend Dec, but that was it as far as I knew.I hadn’t told anyone at all.It wasn’t that I was ashamed to be with him, but it was complicated with us being stepbrothers and former enemies.As far as everyone was concerned, we still hated each other, and I wasn’t sure when or how I wanted to officially come out and let the world know that I also liked dick, especially when it was attached to Jules, my stepbrother.He knew I was struggling with coming out, and he was being supportive, but I still felt like an ass for shoving him back into the closet because I wasn’t ready to announce my truth.Jules was…
Ash’s POV“Okay, I think I found the issue.”I leaned closer as Jules moved my laptop between us.“You have a strong intro, and your first few supporting paragraphs are solid. But this is confusing.” He pointed to the middle portion of the essay. “You go between three points in two paragraphs, so it gets a little convoluted. Then you completely forgot two of your supportingarguments in the conclusion.”I grunted and flopped back in the rickety chair. “I hate essays.”“Once you get the formula down, they get easier.”“It’s been how many years? I still can’t write one to save my life.” I huffed out a frustrated breath.It wasn’t Jules’s fault I sucked at essays. It wasn’t fair to take my emotions out on him, especially since he’d been helping me with my homework and projects the last few weeks.“You mind if I move some stuff around?” He was staring at the screen.“Be my guest.”His finger moved over the touchpad as he copied things and pasted them in other places, pausing every few mom
The doctor’s voice was gentle enough to make Mark even more worried than he already had been. He gripped his mother’s hand a little more tightly, then tried to focus on what the doctor was saying. “We’re still monitoring the situation. The tests show that it was a stroke, and it’s safe to say that
By Sunday afternoon it was clear that life at the halfway house was going to be easy. All the same strategies that had served Lucas in prison worked just as well in this new environment. He did what he was told, kept his head down, and used his intimidating stare if anyone tried to mess with him. T
It was several blocks before Lucas’s battered body wore through the strange rush of adrenaline that had powered his escape from the church. He slowed from the near-jog he’d been traveling at and sagged against the brick wall of the nearest store. The priest was crazy.No, that was disrespectful. Th
The man talked to squirrels. The man made promises to squirrels. And from what Mark had seen, he kept the promises too. There were several pine cones covered in peanut butter set out in the backyard when Mark arrived at the house on Monday morning, and they definitely hadn’t been there the day befo







