Spring Break (Accidental Roots Book 3) by Elle Keaton

Author:Elle Keaton [Keaton, Elle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dirty Dog Press
Published: 2017-06-05T16:00:00+00:00

The next morning he woke to find himself under the covers and wrapped around Weir like English ivy, Weir’s good arm keeping him firmly in place.

They had fallen asleep naked. Weir’s morning wood was prodding his hip. Sterling slid his hand down Weir’s chest and wrapped his fingers around it, tugging it to full hardness. Weir mmmmed. Sterling had no idea if he was fully awake or not, but he didn’t object to Sterling’s touch. Soon enough, Weir’s hips jerked and warm come spilled over Sterling’s fist. It didn’t take more than two or three pulls on his own hard cock before he added his come to Weir’s.

Weir gripped the hair at the back of Sterling’s head. Looking up, Sterling was surprised by warm lips pressing against his own. He opened his mouth for Weir’s tongue, inviting him in. Sterling sucked Weir’s tongue into his mouth, licked and bit those plump lips, wanting more, a lot more, than he ever had. Weir groaned and shifted so they were chest to chest. Disregarding the come drying between them, he pressed his mouth harder against Sterling’s, devouring him. The hand that had been in Sterling’s hair had drifted downward; now a finger was sliding with some regularity between his ass cheeks, teasing. Sterling wanted to be teased, devoured, eaten, fucked.

As if he had read his mind, Weir whispered against Sterling’s mouth, “I want to fuck you so badly. I want…” Before Sterling could form a coherent reply, Weir was kissing him again, rubbing their revived cocks against each other and stroking his fingers as far between Sterling’s ass cheeks as he could. Mindful of Weir’s injuries, Sterling let himself rut against his good side. Together they set a wicked pace, ensuring neither would last. Sterling didn’t try to stop himself this time either. He let the electricity of orgasm flow through him. At the last moment he grabbed the back of Weir’s head, bringing him closer, wanting no space between them. Ripping his mouth away from Weir’s, he buried his face in Weir’s neck, biting and sucking as he came with an unexpected, urgent passion.

“Now we’ve made a real mess.” Weir’s husky voice rolled over him while he lay in his third orgasmic haze in less than twenty-four hours. Sterling wondered if he meant the drying come on the sheets or whatever was happening between the two of them.

After a shower that was not nearly as fun as the one the night before, Sterling dressed in his standard black uniform, preparing himself to face the people who had never once in his life had his back; had in fact betrayed him at the most basic level. Stephen and Sybil had never been good parents, not even before they knew he was gay. They were the worst kind of parents because they only wanted to raise a child exactly like themselves.

Well, neither Sterling nor Raven were the children they wanted. How tragic for them.

As Weir had pointed out, his mother was the weak point.

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