LOGINZANE..Swerving in, Eli reached for the base of my shaft, wrapping his fingers around my girth.Sticking his tongue, he licked a wet path up my length.My cock throbbed, electricity jolting up my spine.When he got to my tip, he ran his wet tongue across my cap, his hand gently squeezing the length of my erection.A soft hiss slipped from between my teeth, my head jerking back. As he continued to tease the head of my cock, his fingers sank deeper into my thighs.Eli gazed up at me. He left soft kisses before sucking my tip into his mouth. He dragged his tongue around. Once. Twice. Then he lowered his head, taking more than half of my erection into his mouth.Another soft groan tore out of me. My eyes screwed shut. But not for long. Not when I wanted to watch my length vanish into his mouth as I sleepy pushed my cock into his mouth.A moan slid out of him, his eyes snagging back up at me like he was gauging my reactions.I stared into Eli's brown eyes, and something in me tighte
ELI..“Eli.” My name left his lips, tangling into a breath.I dragged myself, upright. Every muscle in my body trembled as I yanked my pants up. Although I had stopped touching myself, the heat still coursed through my body, my cock still pulsed.It even pulsed harder. Before I knew it, my sperm jetted out, spilling on my body, smearing the fabric of my trousers.Zane froze. But something dark and intense flickered across his eyes, the tip of his ears turning red.Tucking my head into my chest, my neck shrank. All I wanted was to disappear.“Please don’t stare at me,” I muttered, averting my gaze.Zane blinked. When the haze in his eyes faded, he approached me.Every inch he took closer, made my pulse climb. It climbed higher and higher, until I could feel it echo in places it shouldn’t have.Zane crouched before me, his hands resting gently on my thighs.The simple touch nearly broke me as a current jolted up my spine.“Did you take the suppressant?” Zane asked. “Is there any w
ELI..It had been a long time since I stepped into his apartment. Weeks, months.The moment I crossed the doorway, memories flooded back—him and I sitting down and reading on the coffee table. Me and him sitting on the couch and watching movies.It was as though the furniture had kept them safe for me knowing I would return.“Let’s get you upstairs,” Zane said, his voice gentle as he led the way to his bedroom.And just like the living room, the bedroom stirred memories. But the memories came along with a thicker warmth. So thick I could almost taste it in the back of my throat.“You can take a shower if you want,” Zane said, “let me get you something to eat.”As he turned to leave, my mind flashed back to the last night I was here. The nice chicken sauce he had made. “I hope you’re not trying to recreate the disaster you made that night,” I teased, my lips curling upward.Zane blinked and then his lips curved, as though he’d suddenly remembered it.“That explains why you no longe
ELI..The next morning I stood before the mirror rubbing my stomach. “I look like a bloated man,” I hissed, “like I had drunk a full barrel of beer.”Still, a soft warmth coursed through my chest as my hand glided across my stomach. Louis let out a chuckle. “Stop exaggerating,” he said, “you look good. Wait until your nose doubles in size.”My head whipped to him. “The nose grows.”“How do you think you’re going to breathe for two?”Louis and I hadn’t gone back to how we were, but the tension between us wasn’t as thick as some days back.“So,” I began, picking up my hoodie from the chair. “Today is my last shot of pheromones booster. Would you come with me?”Louis paused, then he looked away. “I’m sorry.” His voice thin but rough at the edges. “My mom is sick, I have to go home today.”That’s when I noticed he was fully dressed. That’s when my eyes glided to the duffel bag already sitting next to the door.A painful heat flared up my chest. Yesterday night flooded my mind—how we
ELI..I stared at the sand, my mind splitting apart, searching for the right answer. No—not really the right answer. The perfect one. Something easier than the truth.But nothing formed in my head. A thick silence found us again.Zane’s gaze dipped to the ground. “Never mind,” he said, “you don’t have to answer.”Something about the calm lilt in his voice made my stomach twist. That might leave him thinking that he was the problem. “It’s not because you're bland,” I said, my shoulders slumping. “I wasn’t even serious when I said that.” He nodded. But it didn’t seem like he understood.My fingers drifted to my temples. “How did you even remember what I said months ago?”Zane glanced at me through the corner of his eyes. “I couldn’t think of a reason,” he said. A pause and he continued.“Then did I do something that offended you?” Another hush of a sound left him.My throat tightened.“It’s…” I scrubbed my hand through my hair, my jaw tensing. “It's complicated.”Zane faced me,
ELI..“The milkshake is ready.” The bartender's voice cut through, flat and indifferent.I blinked before willing myself to turn away. I could still feel his gaze on me, working its way from my toes to the my head.My fingers tightened around the tall glass as I grabbed it with both of my hands, pulling it closer to my chest.The cold seeped in through my fingertips, but I barely registered it.My body locked as Zane pulled up beside me, leaning over the counter.“This,” he said, pointing to my milkshake.My gaze dipped down to my milkshake. Yeah. Of all things I could’ve ordered. I chose to order his favorite milkshake.Fingers flexing at the curvature of the glass, I told myself it was nothing.Still, the ridiculous thought pounded somewhere in my mind. What if he thought this meant something more than whatever this was?For a moment, I almost turned around. Almost told him this meant nothing. I had even forgotten this was his favorite milkshake, and this didn’t mean I missed h







