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Holding my head so he could ravage my mouth. I shut up and clawed his back, puling his shirt from his pants and dragging it over his head. His belt next, then his pants. I gripped his ass and with a sigh, I puled him tight against me. His cock strained between us. Wanting me. I remembered the taste of him, the scent of him. I remembered the nights we lay in each other's arms and talked until the sun came up. The days we slept twined together. I remember everything.
    "Want you. Never stopped wanting you." I let him drag my shirt off and in a few fumbling seconds, we were both naked. I forgot al about Kel. I forgot about that last day in California. It was just Seth and me and me and Seth the way it was supposed to be. I twisted him and together we tumbled to the sofa. Our teeth clicked together upon landing but that didn't stop us. I wanted him so much I devoured him. Starting with his mouth, then his neck. God, I loved his neck. Long for a guy and smooth below the fine line of blond stubble.
    "Liam," his whispered pleas inflamed me and I forgot myself. I forgot everything except how sweet he tasted and I spread him and drove myself home. His fingers dug sharply into my shoulders. He flexed his long neck, his keening cry a cross between pain and ecstasy.
    Then it was just fucking. Me fucking him and him fucking me. His slick cock between us rigid, hot, and pouring pre-cum. "So fucking good. Missed you so much."
    "Missed you, baby." I always caled him baby.
    Always. I'd never caled anyone baby but him. "Seth.
    Love you. I've never stopped."
    He didn't say the words I didn't know if I wanted to hear. He simply growled and buried his face in my neck as he bucked under me. Driving me deep inside him until I couldn't go any deeper. He clenched around me, arms and ass and mouth on my neck, his body screaming into release that coated us in hot cream. And I folowed, filing him ful, but I wasn't ready to stop; I couldn't stop. Four years of need, and want, and hate, and anger pumped out of me into his body. I slammed into him. Pounding him. I said words I didn't understand and when his eyes roled into the back of his head and he screamed my name, I let it al loose. Al the pain came screaming from my body into his. Hot scalding pain on top of hot scalding agony.
    He lay panting on the sofa. His body slick with sweat and cum. One leg thrown over the back, the other on the floor, his arms around me, holding me tight.
    I lay panting on top of his broad chest. He'd bulked up since the last time we were together. Golden hair matted with sweat and sticky ejaculate glistened at his neck. The lines around his eyes were new, not deep, not noticeable just new. He'd been twenty-six the last time we'd done this. And only mine.
    Jesus Christ, I'd fucked my son's boyfriend.
    Bareback. On my living room sofa. Could my life get any more complicated? Sense didn't just creep back into my head. No, it was more like someone with a hammer decided to nail sense into my brain. My heart revved up to a scary level and I climbed off him and retreated to the end of the sofa. I averted my eyes to the cum leaking from his gasping ass. Mine. He used to be mine. He wasn't now. I couldn't look at him. I couldn't look away. He didn't open his eyes.
    "It's fine," he said after a few minutes. What was fine? "Maybe. I don't know. I forgot how damned good you are. How you make me feel. It's fine."
    "It's not fine. We just… I haven't had unprotected sex since I was sixteen years old. At least I can't get you fucking pregnant. And fuck, Seth, you're fucking the kid I made that time. This is anything but fine. This is fucked up." I rose from the sofa and dragged my jeans on to hide my shame. Seth just lay there and smiled. His eyes stil closed. His legs stil splayed, cum stil leaking from his ass. My cum.
    "Liam?" He did that slow smile he used to do after sex, the one that made me fal in love with him the very first time. I closed my eyes pretending I hadn't seen.