Final Play Read online Eden Finley (Fake Boyfriend #6)

Categories Genre: Gay, GLBT, M-M Romance, Romance, Sports Tags Authors: Series: Fake Boyfriend Series by Eden Finley
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Total pages in book: 59
Estimated words: 58150 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 291(@200wpm)___ 233(@250wpm)___ 194(@300wpm)
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I love bossy Jet.

While I fumble with my belt and fly, Jet lifts his shirt over his head and drops his jeans and boxer briefs to the ground.

The houses in this area are pretty close together, but neither one of us cares right now about giving our neighbors a show. Not with how desperate we are.

Jet climbs into my lap completely naked and sinks down on my exposed cock. My shirt is still on, my pants are down to my thighs, and as much as I’d love to even the playing field right now and lose my clothes, Jet’s tight and not completely prepped hole is too busy causing little shocks of pleasure to shoot through me.

His mouth comes back down on mine, and he moans as his body takes more of me.

I want to take this slow and do it properly—love him tenderly—but there’s no holding back.

We’ve gone past the vows of cherish and moved onto worship. I would pray in the name of Jet’s ass if he asked me to. That doesn’t even make sense, but with every rotation of his hips, every single inch of me that moves inside him, my brain loses sense. It only knows one thing, and that’s how to love Jet the way Jet deserves.

I plant my feet either side of the deck chair and sit up.

Jet’s ass clamps around my cock, but he doesn’t stop moving.

Our bodies meet over and over and over at a slower pace now because Jet’s in my lap, this chair is flimsy, and our position doesn’t give us the most room to move.

So I stand with Jet still in my arms, his legs wrapped around me, and I drop my pants so I don’t trip on them.

I move us indoors and over to the large sectional couch.

My dick slips out of him, and he whimpers.

“Just a sec, baby.” I drop him onto the plush material, grab his knees and push them up, and dive back in.

He cries out as I must hit his prostate, and I don’t even bother to tell him to be quiet.

Benji and Freya would know exactly what we’re doing. There’s no way they’ll come down again tonight.

Now in this better position, I can fuck him as hard as I want.

I cover his body with mine and rest my head on his shoulder while I pump into him.

His hands claw at my back under my shirt, sure to leave scratch marks, but it doesn’t slow me down.

My arms are slick with sweat, and so is my hair.

I rest up on my elbows and stare down at Jet, who looks like a perfect glowing angel with his pale skin and cherublike curly hair hanging loosely around his face.

He’s always gorgeous, there’s no doubt about that, but right now he has this primal and feral look in his eye as I take his body. I may be the one claiming him, but I’m already his.

The second I reach between us and touch his cock, he explodes. His eyes close and his mouth drops open. The sight of him coming always pushes me over the edge.

I come inside him and collapse on top of his smaller frame. I’d try to avoid putting all my weight on him, but my muscles are jelly.

“Babe?” Jet rasps.

“Yeah?” I’m just as breathless.

“We’re getting married.”

I smile. “Hell yeah, we are.”

I drop lazy kisses all over my fiancé’s chest to wake him up the next day.

“No,” he grumbles.

I should feel guilty about keeping him up last night when he really does need rest, but I’m a selfish guy who will never feel guilty about loving my man and showing him how much.

“We’re going to be late to the airport,” I say.

Jet grumbles some more. “I swear Jackie is lucky she’s so damn adorable.”

He gets out of bed, but the complaining doesn’t stop until we get to the airport and get some coffee into him.

He gets some more sleep on the plane, and by the time we land in Chicago and we’re chauffeured to our hotel room, we have exactly one hour before we need to leave for Matt and Noah’s place.

They offered for us to crash there, but they’ve got a full house now with a baby and Wade. Plus, I’d be worried one would try to stab me in my sleep.

Especially after we tell them we’re engaged. That’s going to be fun.

I don’t think they’ll ever get over their protectiveness of their little brother.

Poor Jackie is going to have it ten times worse.

I unpack some nicer button-down shirts and hang them in the hotel room’s closet.

Jet’s rummaging through his bag when he stops suddenly and looks up at me. He either just got the best idea ever, or I’ve done something wrong. I’m not sure which yet because his face is more shock than any other emotion.


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