Ford placed a hand on Sawyer’s cheek. “You won’t… we won’t, babe. I don’t need space from you, besides there’s a mile between us and the cottage, so technically, we won’t be living together.”
“I just thought maybe we need to follow all the steps relationships take. I don’t want you to get sick of me.” Sawyer ducked his chin looking away for a moment. When their eyes met again, Ford’s pulse raced at the look in them, and he did what was natural, leaning in for a kiss.
Sometimes his confident man showed parts of himself that had Ford wanting to hug him and tell him that he wasn’t going anywhere. Sawyer was more vulnerable than he would ever admit, and Ford was so grateful that he got to see that side of him. His boyfriend didn’t need to worry because Ford would hop a train, plane, and automobile to be with him.
“I could never get sick of you. I want to know everything I can about you.” He touched their foreheads together, holding Sawyer’s gaze. “I’m not going anywhere, babe.”
“Promise?” Sawyer’s eyes held his, so full of trust that he hoped he never broke.
Sawyer wasn’t the most demonstrative, but with him, he was getting better. He tried. And Ford loved him more for it.
“I promise.” And it was a solemn vow.
Ford quickly sat up, reached behind him, and grabbed Sawyer’s hard shaft. A low moan escaped from Sawyer’s lips as the head of his cock—already wet from leaking precum—was used to tease and slick his rim. His whole body broke out in goose bumps of anticipation. He loved that they dispensed with condoms after they’d gone over to Denver to get tested.
There was a clinic in town, but since he didn’t want his business to spread around Amber Falls in five minutes or less, they’d decided to make the trip to the larger city.
Ford was already stretched from the night before, so he held Sawyer’s gaze as he slowly lifted himself and then sank down on Sawyer’s cock. Their joint moans were the only sounds in the room as Sawyer’s cock stretched him until he was fully seated.
“Fuck,” Sawyer cursed. His hands on Ford’s hips tightened.
Ford shivered as he lifted himself up and Sawyer’s tip hit his prostate just right. Sawyer’s grip on his hips tightened further, hard enough that there would be bruises, and for some reason, that only upped his arousal.
Ford rose up and lowered himself again onto Sawyer’s cock. His eyes widened, and a moan left his lips as Sawyer thrust upward to meet him. Every movement was a direct hit to his prostate. Their combined moans and grunts filled the room, and he was glad his parents were on the far side of the hall.
The scent of arousal and sex filled the air as he rode Sawyer’s cock. Sweat slid down his back as Ford’s orgasm built. His balls tightened, and electricity shot down his spine.
“More. Please. Please.” He was rambling, but Sawyer had fried his brain. Sawyer’s hips kept rising to meet each of his downward thrusts. The sound of skin slapping against skin and their mutual groans as they chased their orgasms only served to push him closer to the edge.
Sawyer grabbed his ass, spreading him open wider, and thrust up deeper into him. Sawyer’s finger stretched his hole further, and the feeling went straight to his dick, making him leak even more precum.
“Fuck. Fuck. So Good. Please.” Ford threw his head back and rode Sawyer like his life depended on it. The muscles in his legs screamed in protest, but he didn’t care. The lure of a spectacular release was right around the corner, and he would endure anything to get there.
Ford had never been stretched so much; he was so full. Fuck. Every inch of him was stuffed with Sawyer, and he drowned in the pleasure that built in his stomach as words slipped from his lips that he never even heard. “So good. So good. Sawyer, more. I need you.” He clutched Sawyer’s shoulder, and his fingers left marks behind. “It’s too good!
Sawyer lifted a hand to his chest and squeezed the tight bud of a nipple as his cock continued to nail Ford’s prostate. That feeling along with the fullness in his ass had Ford screaming as his orgasm ripped through his body and ropes of cum shot from his cock, painting Sawyer’s chest and abs.
Sawyer fucked into him faster, and as the last waves of his orgasm coursed through him, Sawyer stilled and threw his head back before letting out a deep moan as his cum shot deep into Ford’s body.
He collapsed on top of Sawyer, not caring about the cum between them, and whispered, “I wish you didn’t have to go.”
Sawyer’s arms went around him, and he placed a kiss on Ford’s head before replying, “I’ll be back so fast, you won’t even know I’m gone.”
“I’ll always know when you’re gone.” Ford trailed a finger down Sawyer’s side. He would never get tired of touching this man. “I won’t be able to sleep well until I have you next to me again.”
“Me too, love. Me too.”
He drew in a long breath and then let it out. Ford reminded himself that Sawyer would be back in ten days… He’d booked the ticket, and he could do ten days.
2
Sawyer
Sawyer wished he could snap his fingers and have everything sorted out without having to leave Ford or Amber Falls. He didn’t want to go, and that was a first for him since he'd spent most of his adult life without roots. But the past few weeks with Ford and his parents, Barb and Doug, were the first taste of truly belonging Sawyer had since he’d lost his mom.
Sure, he had Mark and Theresa and their twins, but for some reason, Sawyer was always quite aware that he was just a visitor with them. It wasn’t anything they did; it was
