Forever Mine

Chapter 11

CHAPTER 11

DAKOTA

“Kota! Come help me! The couch keeps moving.”

I closed and locked the door to Jay’s new apartment and turned to find my very drunk and possibly high boyfriend lying like a starfish in the middle of the floor. The couch and floor were covered with snacks. Beckett was wearing nothing but a pair of boxers. He was standing in the middle of the floor, looking a little woozy, with a broom in one hand and a mop in the other. He had…chocolate sauce…what the fuck, all over his face, in his hair, and on his chest. Riley was half passed out on the other chair, and I was pretty sure there were pretzels mashed into his hair.

“Hey, did you guys have fun?”

“These fuckers made a mess,” Beckett grumbled, but he still didn’t move.

Jay seemed more or less okay, and way less messy than the other two, so I went to Beckett first and gently took the mop and broom from him. “It’s fine. We’ll get it clean.”

“Okay. We saved you some of the whiskey.”

“Tell Daddy Kelly we said thank you!” Riley popped up out of nowhere to intercede.

“Um, what?” I asked at the same time Jay groaned.

“Can ya tell him to stop callin’ him that? It’s giving me all kinds of weird feelin’s.”

I dropped the cleaning supplies on the floor and knelt next to Jay. “You better not be thinking about my dad, Jaylin.”

He propped himself up on his elbow and pouted at me. “Only ’cause now I know what you’ll look like in your sixties, and you’ll be fuckin’ hot.”

I snorted, not sure how to process…that. My eyes scanned the room till I found the half-empty bottle on the coffee table. “Give me some of that.”

I didn’t even bother with a glass, chugging it right from the bottle. When I was done, I realized there were three pairs of shocked eyes on me.

I shrugged sheepishly. “What? Did you think I couldn’t hang?”

“Yeah, kinda,” Beckett admitted.

“Fuck, that was so hot.” Jay crawled over and pushed me back so I was leaning against the coffee table. He all but sat in my lap, squeezed the back of my neck, and attacked my lips.

He tasted like whiskey and salt, and I couldn’t get enough. My fingers curled in his hair, keeping him flush with my body. Jay’s hands slid down my side, his fingers just under the band of my pants.

A throat cleared.

Jay pulled away enough to glare at Beck. “Can you not fuck in the livin’ room?” he asked drily.

Jay scoffed. “That’s wild comin’ from you. Thought I was about to get scarred for life just five minutes ago.”

Riley laughed. “He has a point, Becks.”

Beck turned his glare to Ri. “Not helpin’, butterfly. Okay, new rule. No fucking or suckin’ face so hard that it’ll lead to fuckin’ in the living room. Got it?”

“What about the kitchen?” I asked, because I had to. He left himself open for that.

“You’re spendin’ too much time with Jay. And no kitchen either, main living areas are PG only.”

Riley frowned. He reached for the bottle and almost fell off. “How ’bout PG-13. I don’t think we have the best track record. Best to give us some leeway.”

Jay laughed. “Truth. And if you’re fuckin’ in the bathroom lock the damn door. This place has a lock, use it.” Then he covered his mouth and fake coughed, “ cough cough , Beck, cough cough .”

Beckett just gave him the finger. I took another swig of the booze. They weren’t kidding, my dad really went all out with this. I smiled. I knew he must really like Jay if he splurged for the good stuff. He never bought Nora’s ex good whiskey.

“How was dinner?” Jay asked as he nuzzled my neck, clearly ignoring Beck’s new rule, because if he continued doing that, we’d both be naked really fast, audience or not.

“Good. Mom wants to see your new apartment if you’re comfortable with it. She’s so excited you’d think she was the one moving.”

Jay hummed into my ear. His tongue flicked out and licked the base.

“Okay. That’s it. Bedroom, Jay. Use it.”

I let out a startled laugh, while Jay just gave Beck the finger. “Jeez, Dad, you really are no fun.” He licked at the inseam of my lip. I turned my head, fully ready for a real kiss when a bunch of M&Ms hit Jay in the side of the head.

“Bedroom!”

“Jesus fucking Christ. No wonder you never get high with us, Beck. You fuckin’ suck.”

Riley snorted. “He always sucks, this is just the not fun kind.”

“Okay….on that note…” I climbed to my feet and dragged Jay with me.

“Let’s go baby. I wanna test out that new mattress.”

While the apartment was nice, it wasn’t exactly big, so it didn’t take long for Jay and I to get to his bedroom. I was still overcome with need by the time I slammed the door shut and pushed Jay to the mattress. He laughed out of surprise and started to sit up. I didn’t give him the chance and climbed over him. He fell back to the mattress and I attacked his mouth.

“Too many clothes,” I murmured into Jay’s mouth. He hummed in agreement, and then it was a mess of arms and legs, as we kicked and pulled at our clothing all while stopping to kiss and touch each other every few seconds.

“Need you, sweetheart.” Jay groaned into my neck. His hands squeezed my ass cheeks, his finger brushing up against my hole. My hole clenched on its own accord, but I wouldn’t be distracted.

I ground my hips against Jay, our very hard dicks rubbing each other. Jay hissed.

“Lube, baby?”

“Bag…” He moaned when I sucked his clavicle. “Front…fuck Kota. Front pocket.”

I bit him, hard enough that he cried out. Then leaned over to reach for the old duffle. Jay’s finger kept teasing my hole while his mouth tasted my skin. It made it hard to concentrate, but I grabbed the lube.

Usually I loved watching Jay while we made love. I typically preferred it so I could see if he was getting lost in his head. But today, a new part of me was awakened and I needed more. I kissed him one last time.

“Flip over.”

Jay’s eyes darkened and his nostrils flared. I thought he was going to fight me and I almost welcomed it. I would never force him to do something he wasn’t comfortable with, but we both loved the fight sometimes.

Jay didn’t though. He flipped to his stomach, and shoved his pillow under his hips, his face pressed into the mattress.

“Fuck…” I whispered, in awe, “You’re so fucking beautiful baby.”

I knee walked behind Jay, just admiring his ass, the only part on his body that wasn’t bony, and also the only part not tatted up. I appreciated that. I loved admiring the smooth skin. “Spread yourself open, pretty baby. I want to admire that hole.”

Jay groaned, whether out of embarrassment or because he was turned on, I wasn’t sure. He still obeyed though, and I sucked in a breath when I got a look at the pink pucker.

I guess I took too long because Jay pushed his ass up at me. “I swear to fuck, Kota. If you’re just teasing me…”

I opened the lid to the lube and poured it directly on his hole, shutting him up real quick.

I pushed one finger in with very little resistance. “Have you been stretching yourself out for me, love?” I slowly moved the finger in and out.

“Yes, so stop fuckin’ playing, Kota, or I’m taking my turn early.”

I grinned. “I got you, Jay. Just hang on.”

I removed my finger just long enough to coat my dick with lube and stroke it a few times. Just when Jay was about to complain again, I gently pushed his hands away and replaced them with my own, my thumbs spreading him open. I lined up my dick and started to breach his entrance.

Once I was fully seated, a feral need took over, and my desire to claim Jay was too strong to ignore.

“I can’t be gentle right now,” I warned him. I didn’t understand it. I usually had much more self-control than this, but today I was all instinct and need.

“Don’t darlin’. I trust you.”

Fucking hell. Those were the magic words. My nails dug into his hips as I pulled almost all the way out and slammed back in.

My pace was brutal, but Jay met every stroke, pushing back and demanding more. My vision was hazy around the edges and all I could focus on was Jay.

“Fuck, baby. You feel so good. So fucking tight. I love this. I love you. I want to fill you up. Coat your insides with my cum.”

Jay hissed. “That fuckin’ dirty talk, Kota. Gonna make me cum.”

I slammed back in. “So do it.”

“No.” He responded through gritted teeth. Honestly I should have realized what he had planned, but I was too lost in my own pleasure to think too much about it.

I leaned over him and bit his shoulder, the angle changing the feel for both of us. Jay let out a string of curses as the need built up in both of us.

“I’m coming, baby.”

It was my last coherent thought before the orgasm that had been building reached its climax and I came inside Jay, filling him up. Jay was the first person I had ever gone bare for. After about two months of dating, when we both declared we weren’t sleeping with anyone else, we went together to get tested. I never expected this feeling to mean so much to me, but there really was something possessive and special about coming bare inside someone you love. I loved seeing my cum spilling out of Jay’s hole. It really brought the inner caveman out of me.

“Fuck.” I had barely pulled out of Jay before I was on my back with my boyfriend kneeling in between my legs, his eyes dark and hungry. I shivered from the intensity of the look. His dick still pointed hard and proud out from his body and was leaking freely.

“My turn.” He bent me in half so he had full access.

“Hold those legs for me, sweetheart.” I grabbed the underside of my knees, keeping myself exposed for him. I wanted to say something, but words weren’t wording right now. All I could do was stare at my beast of a boyfriend as he took what was his.

Then Jay did the sexiest mother fucking thing I ever saw. He reached behind him and scooped up some of my release that was dripping out of his hole and then, without ever breaking eye contact, used it as lube as he breached me with two fingers.

“Ahhh…fuck. Baby, holy fuck.”

Jay’s grin was almost evil as he quickly and roughly stretched me out. I didn’t need much prep, and he knew it. Before I could say a word, his fingers were out. He spit on his hand, coated his dick and then pushed inside me with one smooth move.

I saw fucking stars. I had barely caught my breath when Jay started moving. “Kota…holy fuck. So fuckin’ hot. Love your hole. Love how you make me feel. So fuckin’ lucky.”

Jay was gone. So was I. “Not gonna last long,” he told me breathlessly. But he was going to last long enough for me to start to get a second wind. Not that I expected to get completely hard this quickly, but my dick was starting to fill.

My eyes rolled in the back of my head with one particular thrust. “Coming, darlin’.”

It was the only warning I got before Jay’s hips staggered and he was shooting his load inside me.

Once he was completely spent, he collapsed in between my legs, with his cock still inside me. I captured his lips with mine.

“That was so hot.”

Jay grinned sleepily. “Ruined my brand new sheets,” he muttered, his eyes half closed. He didn’t seem too upset about it.

“We’ll wash them in the morning.” Jay seemed satisfied with that. He pulled me closer to him and I went willingly. We really could’ve used a shower, but between the move, the drinks and weed, and then the intense scene we just shared, we were both too exhausted to care much. We’d worry about it in the morning.