Chapter Twenty-Eight
Henry
Even though the cottage was closer, we decided to go back to Alex’s. I didn’t trust Kane not to barge in on us and ask what the hell was going on or Tamsin and Gemma not to turn up at the door as soon as they saw the footage.
I probably should’ve told them about it, but I was exhausted. Today had utterly drained me and I felt like a wrung-out old sponge that was falling apart. I needed to turn the world off for a few hours and pretend nothing existed outside of Alex, because tomorrow was going to be more of the same.
Despite the fact we were out to the press, everyone was going to want to know more about our relationship after my stunt.
And I was sure Celeste would have countless interviews lined up by the end of the week.
I also wouldn’t be surprised if I was summoned to London to start doing photoshoots and talk show appearances.
At least filming Llewelyn gave me an excuse to say no to a lot of stuff.
The only person I did give a heads-up to was Jason because there was a good chance he’d get dragged into this somehow.
I didn’t want to admit to him that he’d been right about everything, but I did because it was the best way I could think of to apologise for not telling him about Alex sooner. And because I was hoping he wouldn’t gleefully remind me about this for years, but my hope for that was slim to none.
I also sent a quick message to my parents telling them I’d call them tomorrow and to ignore social media, which they did anyway.
Having famous children had never fazed either of them, and apparently having queer children didn’t either because Mum’s initial response when I’d sent them a photo of Alex was to say he was cute and then send twenty photos of a turtle she’d spotted.
Today’s response just said she hoped Alex and I were well before sending me a ton of photos of her breakfast.
“Look at this,” I said to Alex as Cas drove us back to his. “My confession of undying love to you threatens to go viral and apparently that’s less interesting than a bloody breakfast buffet. It’s like the time I won my BAFTA and she asked me if I could get her Richard Pike’s autograph.”
Alex laughed. “I’d like to meet your parents. They sound pretty cool.”
“They are,” I said, looking fondly at the selfie Mum had sent me of her and my dad on a beach. “When they get back to London, we’ll meet them for lunch. What about your parents?”
Alex shrugged. “They haven’t come poking around yet but that doesn’t mean they won’t. I don’t really give a fuck, though. You’ve met the people I consider my family.” I reached across the seat and took his hand. “By the way,” he said with a sly grin, “Jamie’s already planning a party for us.”
“That sounds fun.”
“At least Laurie’s not making the drinks this time.
Last time he did, Noah got so fucking drunk he ended up sleeping in Spencer’s spare bed, which I think was the whole catalyst for their relationship, so I’m not sure if Noah’s grateful to Laurie or still pissed at him for putting two bottles of rum in one jug. ”
“Fucking hell,” I muttered. “Note to self, never accept drinks from Laurie.”
The streets outside Alex’s flat were quiet, so either the journalists were moving slowly or Novel Tea’s book club had ousted them before we’d arrived.
“I’ll come pick you up in the morning,” Cas said as we climbed out. “Be ready at six.”
“Thanks, Cas,” I said, not bothering to argue with him. I wasn’t fussed about my safety but I was about Alex’s, and if Cas came to pick us both up, at least he could keep an eye on Alex.
“Any problems, give me a call.” I was surprised he hadn’t offered to stay, but I had no idea if he planned on sleeping or if he was just going to camp out in the car overnight. I didn’t want to know the answer.
Alex led me inside and upstairs, locking the door behind us and putting the chain across, leaving the two of us alone.
We were stood a couple of feet apart and I suddenly felt lost. Did he want to talk first?
Get some food? I didn’t even know what time it was.
But Alex made the decision for me when he closed the gap between us and kissed me, his fingers sliding into the hair at the back of my head and holding me tightly against him.
“Take me to bed,” he whispered. “I need you to fuck me.”
I moaned, willing to do anything that he wanted. I’d put everything we had at risk today, and I needed Alex to know that I’d meant every word I’d said in Novel Tea.
Alex dragged me upstairs and into his room, kicking the door shut.
He pulled my T-shirt off and dumped it on the floor before reaching for the button on my jeans, quickly flicking it open and pulling them down along with my boxers.
He sank to his knees in front of me as I stepped out of my clothes and ran his hands up my thighs.
He was still fully dressed, looking up at me with grey eyes full of desire.
I opened my mouth but all that came out was a low groan as Alex leant forward and took my half-hard cock into his mouth.
My fingers tangled in his soft blond hair as he sucked me deeper, drawing moans and whimpers from my throat as my cock hardened on his tongue. Alex’s lips were stretched around me and he smirked as he used one hand to caress my balls, rolling them between his fingers as he worked my shaft.
I wondered if he was going to take me all the way to the edge, but as soon as I thought that, Alex’s mouth was gone, leaving me desperate for more.
“Get on the bed,” he said as he stood and started to strip. I couldn’t take my eyes off him. “I want you inside me.”
“Whatever you want.” I still hadn’t moved. I wasn’t sure if I knew how to. Alex smirked when he saw me staring.
“You know, if you keep standing there, I’m going to start without you.
” He walked around the edge of the bed and grabbed the bottle of lube from his bedside table, tossing it casually onto the duvet.
He climbed onto the bed, his hard cock bouncing between his legs, and settled in the middle, stacking pillows under his head as he spread himself out and reached for the lube.
I watched as he pumped some onto his fingers and slid his hand between his thighs, lifting and spreading them to show off his perfect pink hole.
Alex’s eyes met mine for a second and a spark seemed to ignite the air between us.
My feet felt frozen to the floor and my cock ached for attention as my eyes trailed down Alex’s body, drinking in every detail as his slick fingers circled his entrance.
Alex cursed as he slowly pushed a finger inside and my gaze was transfixed as I watched him slide it slowly in and out, letting his body adjust to the stretch and sensation.
I didn’t know when Alex had last bottomed, but this was the first time we’d switched, so it had to have been a while.
I doubted Alex would’ve let anyone fuck him unless he trusted them, and my chest burned at the idea that this was Alex at his most open and vulnerable.
I moved then, striding over to the bed and climbing between his legs as Alex pressed a second finger into his ass. “You look so hot like that,” I whispered as I kissed him softly before resting my forehead against his. “I love you so much.”
“I love you too,” he said, tilting his head up for another kiss. How could I refuse?
I slid my hand between his thighs, finding the abandoned bottle of lube and attempting to pour some on my fingers without getting half of it on the bed. I didn’t know how successful I was, but I didn’t care. We could change the sheets later.
“Let me, please,” I said as I kissed Alex again, my fingers brushing against his where they were knuckle-deep in his hole.
Alex nodded, a little groan falling from his lips as he pulled his fingers out. I kept kissing him as I replaced his fingers with mine, slowly working him open. I never wanted to stop kissing him, and every time we pulled apart it felt like a loss.
I didn’t stop kissing him when I replaced my fingers with my cock, his legs wrapping around my thighs as I pressed inside him.
He was so hot and tight, his channel squeezing perfectly around my shaft, and I’d have come straight away if Alex hadn’t growled at me, his other hand tightening on the back of my neck as he nipped my lip and begged me to fuck him.
I’d promised to give Alex anything he wanted, and I wasn’t going to break that.
I rolled my hips, slowly thrusting deep inside him as he clung to me, kissing me over and over like he thought I might vanish if he let go of me for even a second.
His nails scraped over my skin, sending ripples of pleasure rolling through me as I rocked my hips, and broken moans filled my ears as I made love to him.
It was a night I’d never forget.
“Alex,” I groaned, my mouth against his as heat shot down my spine. “I’m getting close.”
“Mmm, me too.” He pulled my bottom lip between his teeth and wiggled his hand between us to grasp his cock. “Make me come, Henry.”
I moaned, thrusting deep and hard inside him, determined to bring him pleasure. Alex gasped, his head tipping back as his body arched and I smiled to myself as I pistoned my hips, rubbing the head of my cock over his prostate again and again as he jerked his cock.
With a deep cry, Alex bucked his hips, spilling ribbons of cum across our skin, and with a final thrust I followed him over the edge, crying out his name as I came.
We lay there for a while with only the sound of our breathing filling the room. My head was buried in Alex’s neck, his body still wrapped around me like neither of us wanted the moment to end.
“Would you really have left?” Alex asked, his voice so quiet I nearly missed it.
“No.” I lifted my head to look down at him. “I don’t think I could have. I just got so wrapped up in what I wanted and the worry I might lose you that I didn’t stop to think it through. Asking you to leave was selfish, and I’m not even sure why I suggested it.”
“I think I do,” he said as he reached up to brush my hair back.
“You said you get lonely, and that really fucking sucks. I know you’ll still have to travel, unless you suddenly decide you want to stop acting, which is fine, but I promise I’ll always be here waiting for you.
This is going to be your home, Henry, for as long as you want, and whenever you’re away you’ll be taking part of it with you.
You’ll never be alone, Henry, I fucking promise you.
” He kissed me fiercely as emotion swelled in my chest, threatening to overwhelm me.
“We’ve got each other now, and that’s not going to change. I meant what I said earlier. I’ll get a fucking passport and come with you sometimes. I don’t know shit about filming or premieres or anything, but if you ever need me, I’ll be there.”
“Thank you,” I whispered. “I love you so fucking much.”
“I love you too,” he said, smiling softly at me.
I leant down and kissed him again, and the world dissolved around us. We had things to talk about, a future to plan, and challenges to face, but they could all wait.
Right then, there was only Alex.