Chapter 38

Chapter Thirty-Eight

Jack

T he setting sun painted the horizon in shades of orange and pink, a warm glow reflecting off the rippling waves below the restaurant’s balcony. The scent of saltwater mingled with the aroma of freshly grilled seafood, making the moment feel surreal.

Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine this moment.

Liam sat across from me, his cheeks rosy from the sun and maybe the glass of wine he’d been sipping. Every time he smiled, I smiled back, unable to do otherwise. There was a lightness about him tonight, a kind of joy that radiated from his every pore.

I wanted to tell him I loved him. The words were right there, bubbling up in my chest. I wasn’t afraid anymore—not of rejection, not of what came next. If it weren’t for this nagging sense that the moment wasn’t quite perfect, I’d have said it right then and there. Instead, I just watched him, memorizing the way the light danced in his eyes and the way his smile curved, so full of life.

He reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone, sliding it across the table toward me. “Take a look,” he grinned. “See how many subscribers we have now?”

I picked up the phone and stared at the number on the screen. Almost three thousand. My jaw nearly dropped.

“Holy...” I trailed off, blinking to make sure I wasn’t imagining it. “Three thousand subscribers? Already?”

Liam’s grin widened, his dimples deepening. “And check this out.” He tapped the screen to show our earnings for the month.

My breath caught. “That’s... that’s almost a third of my yearly salary.”

“Told you FantasyFans was a brilliant idea.” He leaned back in his chair, looking as pleased as I’d ever seen him. “So, here’s a question for you: would you ever consider giving up your day job and focusing on this full time? I mean, look at these numbers. We’re killing it.”

I sighed, setting the phone down and reaching across the table to take his hand. His fingers stiffened, and for a moment, I didn’t understand why. Then his eyes flicked to mine, cautious.

“Liam,” I said gently, “FantasyFans is a stopgap. It’s just until you get back on your feet.”

His brow furrowed, and his hand tensed in mine. “Jack,” he said, his voice carrying an edge, “I’m not just back on my feet. I’m wearing the most expensive high heels on the planet. This isn’t a stopgap; it’s a door. A door to new opportunities, to wealth, to… freedom.”

I shrugged, feeling the weight of his words but unable to let go of my own doubts. “Liam, I get it. I really do. But... I want to make it big, doing a job I’m proud of. Something I can tell people about without… without wondering if my dad ever finds out. If he knew about this, Liam, it would kill him.”

He squeezed my hand then, his touch softening as his expression shifted to something more understanding. For a moment, we just sat there, the unspoken tension hanging between us. Then he signaled to our server for the check and turned back to me with a smile, though it didn’t quite reach his eyes this time.

“Want to take a walk on the beach?” he asked. “They say the full moon tonight is supposed to be amazing.”

I grinned, grateful for the shift in mood. “Only if you tell me what’s in that bag you brought from our room.”

He winked, his mischievous grin returning. “It’s a surprise.”

The beach was quiet, the sun long gone and replaced by the soft glow of moonlight reflecting on the water. Liam walked beside me, our hands brushing now and then, and I couldn’t remember a time I’d felt happier. Everything about this moment felt perfect—effortless—as if the universe had aligned just for us.

Liam stopped suddenly, turning to me with a playful grin. “Come on,” he said, taking my hand and leading me into the dunes. “I know a place where no one will bother us.”

It was tucked away from the main stretch of beach, surrounded by tall dunes that made it feel like our own private world. When we reached a cove, Liam set down the bag he’d been carrying and began pulling things out. First, a soft blanket, which he spread out on the sand. Then, to my surprise, he pulled out his phone and a small stand, setting them up next to the blanket.

I felt my cheeks heat as understanding dawned. “You brought all this... to film?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.

He glanced at me, his eyes twinkling in the moonlight. “I thought it could be... special. Just you, me, and…” his voice trailed off.

My breath caught, the intimacy of the moment overwhelming. I wasn’t nervous, not really. If anything, the thought of being with Liam like this made my heart race in the best possible way. But then it hit me—this was it. This was the perfect moment to tell him how I felt.

Liam sat down on the blanket and patted the spot beside him. “Come here,” he murmured.

I lowered myself beside him; the sand cool beneath the blanket. Before he could say anything else, I reached out and cupped his face in my hands. His skin was warm, and he leaned into my touch, his eyes searching mine.

“I love you,” I said, the words coming out steady and sure. I hadn’t planned them, hadn’t rehearsed them. They were just there, as natural as breathing. “I’ve loved you from the first moment I laid eyes on you back at school. But I was too young and too stupid to realize it.”

Liam’s eyes widened, and for a moment, he just stared at me. Then, to my surprise, tears welled up and spilled down his cheeks. “Jack,” he whispered, his voice trembling. “I love you too. So damned much.”

I wiped away his tears, feeling a lump rise in my throat. The raw emotion in his voice, the way he looked at me—it was almost too much to bear. He leaned in then, and our lips met in a kiss that felt like everything I’d ever wanted. It was soft and slow at first, full of unspoken promises and years of longing.

As our lips melted together, Liam’s hands were in my hair, his body pressed against mine as we kissed with a desperate hunger. I couldn’t get enough of him. I needed to touch every inch of his skin, to taste every inch of his body.

“Too many clothes,” Liam whispered, and moments later, we were naked on the blanket, our bodies glistening under the moonlight. I laid on top of Liam, feeling his muscles and warmth beneath me, and it was like everything else faded away.

The sound of the crashing waves filled the surrounding air. Liam’s hands roamed over my back, leaving trails of heat in their wake. Our kisses grew more urgent, more fervent, as if we were trying to convey a lifetime’s worth of longing in this single moment.

I stared down at Liam, my heart pounding in my chest as I took in the desperation and desire etched onto his face. “Jack, I want to do it all. I want to feel you inside me,” he panted, his lips now swollen.

“Fuck, I love you so much,” I groaned, my hands trembling with need as they roamed over his chest. I could feel every inch of him, the heat radiating off his skin like a blazing furnace. “Anything you want, I’ll do it.”

Liam’s hands snaked around my neck, pulling me down into another fierce kiss. It was like a goddamn explosion went off behind my eyes, setting my entire body on fire. All I could think about was making him mine, claiming him in the most primal way possible.

As we kissed, my mind wandered to the phone on the stand, recording every detail of us making love. I broke the kiss long enough to kick it over, sending it crashing to the sand. This moment was just for us.

My lips trailed down Liam’s cheek, leaving a trail of wet, sloppy kisses in my wake. I kissed my way down his torso, and when I reached his cock, I took it into my mouth. It was like the sweetest fucking drug, and I couldn’t get enough.

Liam’s hips began to buck as I sucked him off, his moans growing louder and more desperate by the second. My fingers explored his entrance, teasing and prodding at the tight ring of muscle. At first, he flinched, his body tensing up in anticipation. But then he relaxed, surrendering to the pleasure building between us.

I let his cock slip out of my mouth, and I couldn’t resist the urge to taste him further, to explore every inch of his body with my tongue. I licked and sucked at the skin around his entrance, nibbling and biting just like the porn videos I’d watched a million times before. And when my tongue flicked across his entrance, Liam’s entire body shuddered with pleasure.

“Oh fuck, Jack,” he moaned. “That feels so amazing.”

Slipping my index finger into my mouth, I slicked it with spit, then rubbed it up and down his hole before sliding it inside.

“Oh my God,” Liam gasped. “That feels so much better than the pink monster dildo.”

I couldn’t help it. I burst into laughter, imagining Liam attempting to put that giant thing inside him.

“Hey, what are you laughing at?” Liam pushed himself up on his elbows and winked. “You never saw the video I posted where I tried to get that thing all the way inside?”

“No.” I pecked him on the nose and moved my finger in and out of him. Liam squirmed, and he laid back down flat on his back. “I’ve never watched our videos, well, except for a few seconds when I’ve uploaded them.”

“It was too big for me,” Liam murmured. “And it felt cold, and plastic. I wanted my first time to be with you. Not a pink dildo I bought because it was 50% off.”

I laughed again, and bliss flooded through me. “You are so perfect, Liam. I want to spend the rest of my life laughing with you.”

“Make love to me now,” Liam’s voice cracked. “Please, Jack. I’ve both craved and been terrified of this moment for so long. When I see guys screwing in videos, it turns me on, but it’s also scary. Like, how do they get those big…”

I brushed my lips over his mouth, cutting him off. No more words, just love. Then I reached into the bag and found a tube of lube. At least Liam hadn’t brought the industrial sized jug on our trip. I opened it, then Liam gripped my wrist.

“Let me,” Liam took it from me, then he poured the clear gel in his palm and began stroking my shaft with it. My eyes snapped shut, loving the feel of his tight grip. But I wanted something tighter and hotter. Pulling back, I took his knees and placed them over my shoulders. Liam dropped the tube onto the blanket, and I positioned the head of my cock against his hole.

“Are you sure about this?” I rubbed my cock up and down his entrance, and it took every ounce of self-control not to push myself into him all the way to the hilt.

“Are you?” Liam murmured. “Because I haven’t been able to think of anything else all day. All I want is you, Jack.”

I slowly pushed myself inside Liam, and I could feel his tightness and hear his sharp intake of breath. It was my first time, but it was also Liam’s first time, and neither of us knew what we were doing. Liam’s face contorted in a mix of pleasure and discomfort as I worked my way inside him. I froze, worried that I was hurting him.

“It’s okay, Jack. Go on, make love to me.” Liam stated, then shut his eyes.

With his permission, I continued to push myself into him, inch by inch, until I was fully sheathed inside him. The feeling was unlike anything I’d ever experienced before. It was so hot and tight.

Bending over Liam, I kissed him gently on the lips. Our tongues danced together as we moved in sync. And then Liam spoke, his voice filled with desire.

“Don’t hold back,” he whispered. “Fuck me, Jack. Make me a man, damn it.”

And I did just that.

With every thrust of my hips, I poured all of my love and passion into Liam. We moved together in a rhythm that felt natural and effortless. It was like our bodies were interlocking pieces that only fit each other. I didn’t think I’d be able to last for long. His cries of pleasure only spurred me on further, and I lost myself in the feeling of his tight muscles gripping my cock. A feeling of pressure built inside me, like a volcano ready to erupt. Liam’s moans grew louder and more desperate, his body arching up to meet mine with each thrust.

“Jack, I’m going to cum,” he panted, his eyes locked onto mine.

Knowing that Liam was on the brink made my desire skyrocket. I pounded into him harder, my heart racing as we neared our peak. Liam’s hands gripped my waist, his fingernails digging into my skin as he cried out in pleasure.

“Cum with me, Jack,” he pleaded, his voice ragged. “Let’s do this together.”

The pressure inside me released like a geyser.

“Liam, oh God, Liam.” My teeth clenched together, and my cock pulsed, erupting inside of him. Never in my life had I felt so much pleasure. If I could bottle this feeling and sell it, we’d be the richest men in the world.

Liam froze, and I felt his inner muscles contract. Glancing down, I saw his come shooting across his stomach and chest. Our gazes locked, and in that moment I knew I never, ever wanted to be away from his side.

When it was over, we lay there panting, our bodies slick with sweat and our hearts racing.

“I love you,” Liam murmured against my lips, his eyes still wide with wonder. Collapsing onto the blanket beside him, I pulled Liam into my arms and held him close as we caught our breaths.

“That was incredible,” I whispered. “To think we could’ve been doing this for years now, instead of wasting all of that time.”

Liam turned on his side and began kissing my neck. And in a faint whisper, I heard him say, “We didn’t waste any time, Jack. We waited until it was perfect.”