Ali shifts, turning to face me. “I can’t believe that’s how you did it. You’re gonna wake up tomorrow and the internet is gonna have a million stories about last night.”
I shrug. “Who doesn’t like a good love story?”
He grins. “Our story is pretty great.”
“And we have so much left to tell. Which leads me to the next part. I love my hometown. I love my brothers, and I want to be close. I know you work in Chaparral, and I’m not gonna ask you to stop working, so I was thinking what if I bought a house nearby. For us. There’s a lot of land about twenty minutes from Chaparral. It puts us smack dab in the middle of Gaspar and Chaparral, so the commute isn’t bad either way. It’s another small town, but that’s probably a good thing, and the amount of land I’ll buy will give us plenty of privacy.”
“You want to live together?” he asks with surprise written all over his face.
“Was that not obvious? With the whole buying a house for us thing?”
He twists his mouth up at me. “Okay, smartass. I’m just surprised.”
“Why?”
“What about your career?”
“I can fly to New York in an hour and a half if I need to be there. When we record our albums, you can come with us, or at least take weekend trips if you’re working.”
“Wouldn’t that be expensive? Flying every weekend.”
I stare at him blankly for a few seconds. “You know I’m loaded, right?”
Ali barks out a laugh. “I guess I forget that part.”
“We can get you on a private jet. Or if you want to fly commercially, I’ll get you in first class. When it comes to touring, I’ll try to do what I can to see if we can tour in the summers, then you can come with us.”
“Are you serious?”
“Of course I am. I love you, Ali. I went without you for too many years, I won’t do it anymore.”
He climbs into my lap, straddling me. I wrap my arms around his waist as he brushes his fingers through my hair while studying my face.
“I love you so much.”
My lips pull into a smile. “I know you do.”
He rolls his eyes. “Okay. I’ll move in with you. I’m on board with our plans.”
“And being in the public eye doesn’t bother you? There will be pictures and stories and who knows what else.”
“I don’t care if you don’t.”
My hands travel down and squeeze his ass. “I don’t care.”
“Okay.”
“Wanna kiss me?”
Ali laughs, his eyes twinkling with joy. “Definitely.”
49
Alejandro
Present Day
When I wake up, I don’t hesitate to give Merrick the best wakeup call possible.
The blanket is already pushed down to his waist, and after showering before falling asleep, he crawled into the bed naked.
I move between his legs and lick his shaft from root to tip. I do this a few times before he begins to stir.
“Oh. . .oh shit,” he murmurs, his voice scratchy.
As he grows harder, I take him in my hand and stroke him slowly while twirling my tongue around his cockhead. When I wrap my lips around him, I remove my hand and take him as deep as I can.
“Fuck, Ali,” he moans, his legs spreading wider as he places his hands on my head.
I moan around him, playing with his balls as I lick and suck my way up and down his shaft. His fingers grip my hair and he starts thrusting upward, fucking my mouth like he can’t get enough.
Merrick’s cock nudges the back of my throat, and my erection grows thicker.
“Shit,” he breathes heavily. “Get on your knees before I come in your mouth.”
I do as he says, getting to my hands and knees in the middle of the wide mattress as he scrambles for lube and a condom.
The bed dips as he gets behind me, and then his hands caress my ass before traveling up my back and down again.
He reaches for the lube and starts sliding his fingers between my ass cheeks before gently and slowly pushing a finger inside. He teases me, fucking me with his finger while reaching around and stroking my cock.
“Fuck,” I grunt. “Just fuck me already.”
His deep chuckle reaches my ears as his free hand rubs my back. “Hold on, baby. I’m about to fuck you into oblivion.”
Merrick tears open the condom and puts it on before coating himself with lube. One large hand grabs onto my hip while his other one positions himself at my entrance.
“Ready?”
“Yeah.”
He pushes deep inside me with one quick thrust, ripping a gasp and moan from the depths of my throat.
“Holy shit.”
“I told you. Hold on tight.”
Merrick fucks me relentlessly. His hands go from holding my waist, to squeezing my ass, to dancing over the muscles in my back to grip my shoulders.
He never loses momentum as he thrusts in and out. It’s hard and rough, but I love our sex this way just as much as I enjoy when he’s gentler with me. But this, this turns me on like nothing else, because having Merrick uncontrolled is hot as fuck.
“Oh, yeah. Fuck yeah. Your cock feels good,” I say through grunts and heavy breaths.
He growls, reaching around to grab my cock. “You dripping for me yet?” He moans when he feels the pre-cum leaking from cock, and he spreads it over my head and gives me a few strokes. “Mm.”
We flip over and he takes my legs and pushes them up and back, before he continues his deep thrusts.
I grip my dick, giving it a few languid strokes before upping the pace. Merrick’s muscles are flexed and wet with a thin layer of sweat, and I can’t get over how fucking sexy he is.
With every thrust, my body moves a fraction of an inch up the bed, inching closer to the headboard. Merrick drops down, bracing himself over me with his fists as he rocks in and out of me. I keep stroking myself
