Chapter Four
Hayden
I swallowed every drop as he came, addicted to the taste of him. Gray let out a series of noises that my neighbors likely heard but fuck it. I’ve never had it this good and didn’t mind others hearing it.
“Can I fuck you?” I asked as he nodded. I had some lube and condoms in the drawer and reached for them.
Gray’s voice was breathless, and he slowly rolled to his stomach.
I took the liberty of placing the condom on my cock and slid a slippery finger inside of him. Gray jerked forward, and I felt my cock harden, needing to be inside of him. I told him to get on his knees, watching him struggle before I gripped a hip. I guided myself inside of him, gasping as I buried myself. He rocked with me, making me moan his name as I found our beat. It was perfect, and I thrust a few times, knowing I was close.
“I’m cumming,” I told him as I jerked a few last times, filling him. “Oh, fuck. Feels so good.”
I pulled out, watching as he tumbled to the bed. He turned to his side on my messy sheets, making me cringe. I had no idea anyone would be here, much less me.
I got a cloth to clean him up, pulling him against me when I finished. I wasn’t a cuddle kind of guy, but holding Gray was calming. His heart was beating fast, and I stroked his hair, nibbling at his neck.
“That’s never felt so good,” he admitted as he tilted his head. “I haven’t slept with a lot of men, but enough to know how good that felt.”
“Any women?” I asked, feeling comfortable to ask him questions.
“No. That was never my thing, so I didn’t try and end up hurting someone.” I could appreciate that.
“I kissed my best friend in high school at a party; Rory. It was like kissing my sister or something, so that was that. I also haven’t slept with a lot of guys, though.” I smiled. “I guess I am a relationship guy.”
“Me, too.” Did that mean we were in a relationship?
“So, do you want to be in one with me?” I asked as Gray chuckled.
“I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t want to,” he assured me as I pulled him closer. “I would have gone home.”
“In that case, want to go to a party on Saturday night? Becca is having it, and though I can’t go until after work, I promised her I’d be there. She wanted me to bring you.” I blushed as I said the last sentence.
“You’ve been talking about me? Tell me more.” I laughed and pressed my lips to his hair.
“She saw you at the theater that night. She’s too sharp to miss anything, so I told her a bit about you.” I smiled. “At the time, I had no idea if I’d ever see you again. Look what happened.”
“It was fate. I’d love to go to a party. Want me to meet you at the theater or the apartment?” He asked as I considered my answer.
“They’re close to each other. I don’t think it matters.” I smiled, and he asked when I finished my shift at work. We made plans to meet at the theater and walk together to the party.
I didn’t plan for Gray to stay the night, but I also didn’t ask him to leave. We talked a bit longer before snuggling together under the sheet, planning on breakfast the following morning.
The sun woke me up the following morning, and I looked around my room. Gray slept hard beside me, and I took that chance to take in my boyfriend.
My boyfriend. I never thought it would happen so soon after the breakup. I realized that Gray was the one I was meant to be with, not any of the exes that played through my mind. I rested against my pillows, thinking about the night before.
I sent Becca a text, and she told me that Mari showed up early as a surprise. She asked if we wanted to meet them for breakfast in a couple of hours. I told her that I’d ask Gray when he woke up, and she teased me about falling so fast. Becca knew that I was a relationship guy, but she was the same way and couldn’t criticize me. It ended up hurting us at times, but it was worth it when we were happy.
We ended the text conversation, and I rose to head into the bathroom. I was a bit of an early riser, so I made some coffee. I sat in the living room, reading some things on my phone as a few minutes passed. “Are you here, Hayden?”
“Be right there,” I called. I freshened the coffee and headed back, grinning when I saw him stretching out on my bed. “You are a sight for sore eyes.”
“Are you okay? I woke up alone.” He asked, making me wonder if he worried that I’d leave him.
“I chatted with Becca for a bit and made coffee. Want a sip?” I asked, and he took the cup with a grateful smile. “Her girlfriend got here early. Want to meet them for breakfast?”
“Yeah, that sounds great. Do you work tonight?” He asked, watching me nod slowly.
“I work a lot. My next day off is Monday. I won’t be a wild party animal on Saturday night,” I apologized as he chuckled.
“Nor will I.” Gray sipped the coffee again before kissing me. “Tell her we’re in. Let’s get ready.”
We were close to the same size, so I handed him a shirt to wear with his jeans after a shower. He was ready a bit earlier than I was with my hairstyling, but we made it out the door to drive to the diner in time.
We walked into the small restaurant, and I looked around at the booths. “There they are.” Gray took my hand as we walked to the back table toward the two smiling women. “Mari. It’s good to see you again.” She hopped out of the seat and rushed over to hug me. I introduced her to Gray, and Mari hugged him as well. That led to Becca doing the same before we settled into the large booth to order coffee.
Becca smiled at us, asking what we did the night before. Gray told them about our lunch at Luna’s and the walk after, skipping over the details that followed. I could see that Becca knew by her smile and judging by the way she and Mari were hanging all over each other; they did a bit of the same. Mari was a pretty girl with dark brown silky hair and deep coffee eyes, perfectly complimenting my best friend.
We chatted about everything over breakfast. I thought that Gray got along with both of the girls and looked forward to spending time together. When we finished, Mari and Becca headed to the city to hang out, and I smiled at Gray. “Want to come over?”
“Sure. I can do my work later.” We headed back to my place, making love in bed again. It was Gray’s turn to fuck me, making me moan in pleasure as I thrust back against him. So far, everything was great with this guy. I didn’t want to jinx anything by thinking too far ahead, so I enjoyed the moment.
He left when I went to work. I walked in with a smile on my face, clocking in and bustling around to get my work done. “Why are you so happy?” Helen asked as I winked at her. “Do you have a new boyfriend? Please tell me you didn’t get together with the old one.”
“No. It’s someone new,” I assured her as the woman grinned at me.
“Good.” I did the usual jobs, feeling like I was walking on a cloud. Becca had the next few days off to spend them with Mari, but the other girls at the cart also supplied me with endless caffeine. I felt amped when I got off, texting to see what Gray and Becca were up to. The girls were dancing at our favorite bar. Gray apologized for being buried in work, asking if he could see me later.