Chapter 33

Kai

T he mere sight of Ash splayed on my bed, his ass stretched and ready, glossed with my spit after I'd rimmed him, was enough to make me come. Yet, knowing how much better it would feel once I was buried deep inside that tight hole, I held myself back from coming.

"Can't we skip on the condom?" I asked, giving myself a lazy stroke while moving on top of him.

Ash glanced at me over his shoulder. "Did you sleep with anyone else recently?"

With my cock in my fist, I frowned at him. "Is that supposed to be a trick question?" I moved to hover above him, my hands on each side of his body. "Because you said I can sleep with whoever."

Ash flipped to his back, so now he was staring back at me. "I know I did," he said, cupping my face in his palms. "That's not why I'm asking."

"You know I always put on a condom with others."

"It doesn't matter."

Dropping my head, I sighed. "Fine, I'll wear one."

"Let me put it on for you." He reached for the condom before I could and opened it with his teeth. Moving his hands between us, he rolled it down my hard length, his fingers stroking me in the process. Once done, he looked up to meet my hungry eyes. Unable to hold back, I grabbed his throat and pinned him down before taking over his lips.

Now covered up, I used my other hand to lift his leg, then slid my cock inside his tight hole. The pressure felt so good, and we groaned into the kiss that slowly turned sloppy. Sucking on his tongue, I simultaneously rolled my hips, rubbing his prostate with each thrust. We'd been fucking for the past couple of weeks, and by now, I knew all the methods to make his body quiver with pleasure.

Pulling back slowly, I then bottomed out in one go, forcing him to cry out loudly before repeating the action. Ash wrapped his arms around me, begging for me to go faster. No matter how many people I fucked, no one came close to him. To how sexy and brilliant he was. To how hot I felt when he clung to me like his life depended on it.

Ash's moans, tears, and sweat pulled me deeper into the sensation of his body, and hungry to have a taste, I sank my teeth into his neck, biting him hard enough to leave my mark.

"I-It will leave a bruise," he cried, holding on to me harder.

"Good," I rasped, my lips brushing the fresh wound before I straightened up, grabbed his waist, and slammed into him so hard I was scared I'd break him.

Ash was already rubbing his cock with fast, frantic strokes. With his eyes closed and lips parted, he moved his hand faster until he erupted, hot jolts of cum shooting all over his chest and abs. Flushed skin, pouty lips, and hair dampened with sweat—he looked like a mess, and the mere sight gave me that last push. Already feeling the tension of my climax building in my lower back, all I needed were a few more thrusts.

"Fuckkkk," I groaned loudly as I came, shooting my load into the condom, wishing it wasn't there to stop me from filling his ass with my cum. My body shuddered with the force of my release until I had nothing left, and exhausted, I dropped on top of Ash, crushing him with my weight, my softening cock still stuck in his ass.

"You're heavy," he laughed, trying to push me away.

"Nah," I panted. "Let's stay this way a bit longer."

"I need to wash up."

He always did.

Whenever we were done fucking, Ash always hurried to get cleaned up. Even after intense sex, where I tried to take care of him, he refused, saying it was a part of keeping this thing between us casual. In his mind, the aftercare was too emotionally dependent. Did it bother me? Maybe. But then again, we did sleep together almost every night. He might not want me to wash my cum off him, but he had no problem being my little spoon.

"At least pull out of me."

"Why?" I pouted. "Never heard of cock-warming—"

Three knocks on the door interrupted my speech, and Ash pushed me off him just in time to hear Aiden speak.

"Dinner's ready, guys. If you want to join me."

"We'll be right there," Ash called back, already getting up and looking for a towel.

Despite wanting to stay in bed, I also got up. Rolling the condom off my soft dick, I tied it up and then tossed it in the small trash can. "Think he heard us?" I asked, glancing at Ash over my shoulder.

"Probably," he sighed. "So embarrassing."

"Why? It's not like we're keeping us a secret."

"There's no us." He couldn't have sounded colder even if he tried. "I'm going to take a shower," he added and slipped out of the room without lingering another moment.

Okay, maybe it did bother me a little bit, but only when he gave me the cold shoulder as he did just now. It wasn't like we weren't together almost every day. When I wasn't at work and he wasn't surfing, we were pretty much glued to each other. It was fun, like the good old days, only that now we fucked. A lot. But not as much as I would have liked us to, hence why Ash gave me the pass to fuck on the side. It was a sweet deal, especially when I knew he didn't fuck others. Was it fair? Not really, but then again, he could fuck others if he wanted to… but since the idea of another man even glancing his way pissed me off, I'd rather deny that possibility.

A few minutes later, Ash came back into the room, all showered and groomed.

"Don't you want to wash up, too?" he asked after I put on a pair of sweats.

"Nah. I want to smell like you for a bit longer."

He visibly shuddered at that. "That's disgusting."

Maybe, but who gave a fuck?

Downstairs, the dining table was already set. Aiden even pulled out the tablecloth he only used on special days. "What's up with that?" I pointed over the set table.

"I wanted tonight to be nice," Aiden said after putting a plate of roasted beef on the table.

"And why's that?" Ash asked, pouring himself a glass of water.

Aiden sat down first, then waved for us to join him. "Have a seat, and we'll talk."

"When are you planning to leave?" The crease between Ash's brows deepened the longer he waited for Aiden to respond.

Ash was on edge, same as me, after Aiden just announced he'd decided to go on a one-year trip around the world. From the look in Aiden's eyes and the sound of his voice, I figured this trip would drag longer than a year, but I didn't point it out. Not with how nervous Ash seemed.

"Next week."

"So soon?" Ash's face fell.

"Yeah…" Aiden pulled his shoulder. "What's the point in waiting, right?"

"Why now?" Ash asked, ignoring Aiden's words. "I mean, is it because of me?"

Why would he even think that?

"Of course not, Chief." Aiden smiled at him softly. "I always wanted to travel the world, and I figured that now that I've sold my business, it's the right time." He then glanced at me before moving his eyes back to Ash. "Besides, you two seem to have it all sorted out together. So I feel much calmer leaving, knowing you have each other."

So he did know about us.

"Aiden—"

"It's okay, Chief. You've got no reason to worry."

An awkward silence took over the table. Hating the tension, I placed my arm behind Ash's chair and leaned back. "I'm happy for you, old man. Just make sure to call us, yeah?"

It would be weird not having Aiden around. I mean, the guy had been there my whole life. Yet, he had every right to go after his dreams, and I wasn't about to stop him from doing that. Apparently, neither was Ash, who got up from his seat and rounded the table.

"I'm already missing you," he said, hugging his uncle.

"You're going to be fine, Champ." Aiden patted Ash's shoulder.

They hugged each other for a while longer before Ash pulled back. As he did, I caught Aiden glancing at me. The second our eyes met, he looked away. It was… odd. And I didn't know what to make of it. Could it be that Aiden wasn't telling us the whole truth behind his decision to leave? Probably . And I had a feeling it had something to do with me . Yet, I wasn't about to admit it, not to myself and, mostly, not to Ash.