Page 97 of The Step Don't
“I talked to my mom. I didn’t tell her about us, but she knew.”
Wow. Lauren knew about us? I’m surprised she saw it, but then maybe she sees more than she shares. “Is everything okay?” I reach over and grab his hand. “She didn’t make you feel bad, did she?”
“No. She was great actually…well, as great as she can be. She supports us. She believes in us, but she also reminded me that this is life—maybe we’ll work out and maybe we won’t, but that’s true of any relationship. That doesn’t mean we throw in the towel now. We fight for each other, and we fight together.”
I rub my cheek against his. “You be the realistic one, and I’ll be the idealistic one, because that works for us. We fit together that way, and as the idealistic one, I’m going to remind you that wewillwork. That wewillbe together forever. We won’t lose each other because that’s not us, Ash. Together, we’re the ultimate StepDo.”
He grins, like seriously a smile so big that I think it might swallow his face. “That’s so cheesy.”
“Bet it made your pulse speed up. You can’t pretend you don’t love that shit.”
“I love it from you…my Big Man.”
“My little perv.” I take Ash’s mouth with mine. My tongue pushes past his lips, needily, hungrily.
Our mouths don’t part as he moves forward, sitting on my lap and straddling me on the stairs. He grabs for my hair, knocking my cap off as we move together, swallowing each other’s needy noises.
I’m pretty sure all the blood in my body rushes straight to my groin, cock going hard as stone behind my track pants. I grab his ass, pulling him closer. “Touch me.”
“What if I don’t want to? What if I want to make you suffer…wait…” He dances his fingers slowly down my torso.
“Please…” I don’t care how fucking needy I sound for him. I am.
Just as he hits the bottom of my shirt, his hand pressing against my cock, the front door shoves open.
“Oh fuck. Not again. You two are the horniest sons of bitches I’ve ever known.” Lance comes into the house, followed by Payton, and surprisingly, Brenner and Taylor.
“We were gonna have makeup sex,” I tease.
“Very funny. You two don’t fight,” Payton replies.
“They probably fake-fight just so they can make upagain,” Lance adds.
“I’m trying to get over the not-again part. Is this a thing you guys do? Walk in on them having sex?” Brenner asks.
“Only if you’re lucky.” I wink.
“I mean, if you’re looking for an audience, I’d take one for the team. I think Tay has been curious lately. What do you say? Wanna have us watch you and Ash together?” Brenner pumps his brows at his friend.
“You’re ridiculous, and I think there’s something wrong with you,” Taylor replies, but I swear his cheeks look slightly pink.
The group heads into the kitchen, and I give my attention back to Ash, where it belongs.
Chuckling, I press my forehead to Ash’s, his hand coming up to cup my face. “You’re going to make me wait now, aren’t you? Just to be mean.”
Ash grins. “You know me so well…and you fucking love it.”
“Love it. Love you,” I reply.
“I know…and it might not always be easy, but I believe in us.”
There’s a good chance my heart actually melts. “I believe in us too. Now let’s go hang out with our friends, so you can sexually torture me before dragging me to our room and having your way with my cock.”
Ash beams. “I can’t wait.”
“Me neither.”
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