Spreadsheets

by Jaclyn Quinn

  “Thanks, Craig. He is.”

  Griffin came back out with the bedding and handed it to Craig. They all said their goodnights, Craig more tired from the drive than he thought he’d be. It felt strange going back into the bedroom with Griffin with his brother in the next room. He’d never been in a relationship this serious before. Hell, he’d never been in a relationship…period.

  “Your brother’s cool. You guys are so similar.”

  “We are?” Jeremy asked.

  “Yeah. Aside from the glasses, you look so much alike, and you’re both pretty damn funny.”

  He wasn’t sure anyone had ever said that to him before. He always felt like the weird one. “Thank you,” he whispered, and kissed him softly. They both stretched out on the mattress, Jeremy’s head on Griffin’s chest. He wished he could show Griffin just how much he appreciated him—like he had earlier when he’d worshipped his cock until it shot off in his mouth. There was a reason they’d been asleep by nine. The second they’d walked in the door from work, they were on each other, racing to see who could make the other come first.

  Jeremy had won.

  Countless academic awards, a scholarship for college, and a new job in a new state—yet making Griffin shoot his load first was the proudest moment of his life. Go figure.

  But with Craig in the next room, they’d have to hold off on any more orgasms.

  Still, Jeremy knew he was smiling when he fell asleep. Two of his favorite people were here, and he was the happiest he’d ever been in his life.

  The next day, the three of them waited out in front of a steakhouse for another one of his favorite people. She was Jeremy’s only other friend in town other than Griffin, and he wanted Craig to meet her.

  “Here she is,” Jeremy said, spying Aaliyah over Craig’s shoulder.

  As she approached, Craig turned around—and froze, mouth hanging open. “Holy mother of…”

  Jeremy looked back and forth between Craig and Aaliyah, watching as they stared at each other as if nothing else existed. “Are you seeing what I’m seeing?” Jeremy whispered out of the corner of his mouth to Griffin.

  “Sure am,” Griffin said, wrapping his arms around Jeremy from behind.

  Aaliyah stopped right in front of Craig, never sparing Jeremy a glance. “Hi, I’m Aaliyah.” The woman didn’t have a shy bone in her body.

  “Hi, I’m brother, Jeremy’s Craig.” Craig’s eyebrows drew together in confusion. Jesus, he was just like Jeremy. Jeremy had never noticed the similarities before, but apparently not being able to string a sentence together when they were nervous was their thing.

  Aaliyah laughed, saying, “Craig, Jeremy’s brother?”

  “Yup. Uh huh. That.” He nodded his head, that goofy look still in his eye.

  Jeremy bit his lip, holding in his laugh. “Craig, why don’t you go inside with Aaliyah and get us a table? We’ll be there in a minute.”

  His brother seemed to finally come out of his fog. “Oh, yeah, sure.” He pulled the door open to the restaurant and gestured toward the entrance. “After you.”

  “Thanks,” Aaliyah responded, giving Craig a bright smile as she walked past him.

  Craig looked back at Jeremy, his eyes wide. “You have really been holdin’ out on me, bro.” He walked into the restaurant, and Jeremy and Griffin lost it.

  “Wow,” Jeremy said, turning to face Griffin. “Did not see that one coming.”

  “Your brother’s done for. She’s got him stuck on Caps Lock, if you know what I mean.” Griffin waggled his eyebrows.

  “Oh no. Not again,” Jeremy groaned.

  “Hopefully, she won’t block his pop-up.”

  “They don’t get any better do they?” Jeremy turned for the door, yelping when Griffin smacked him on the ass.

  “When we get home”—Griffin pulled on Jeremy to stop him from going inside—“I wanna upload my data onto your hard drive.”

  Jeremy swallowed hard. “Yes, please.”

  Griffin barked out a laugh. “Guess they do get better.” He smacked his ass again and walked past Jeremy into the restaurant.

  “Guess so,” Jeremy whispered. Every day with Griffin in his life seemed to just get better and better. Uprooting his life and coming to Vintage Ridge had been the best decision Jeremy had ever made.

  Epilogue

  “It was nice seeing my parents, but I’m so ready to be home,” Griffin admitted.

  “I know what you mean. It’s funny how Vintage Ridge feels like home now, after only a few months.”

  “I can’t wait to see you, baby.”

  “Me too. When are you gonna get here?” Jeremy gingerly walked around Griffin’s house, sucking in quick breaths when he moved a certain way.

  “Soon. A few more minutes,” Griffin said, that deep, sexy voice coming through the speaker phone. “You’re ready, right?”

  “Yeah, I’m ready. Been ready. Just get here.” He picked up a shirt off the floor and tossed it in the general direction of the bedroom. His entire body was thrumming with energy. A few days away from Griffin had felt like a few years, and he craved the man more than ever before.

  It had been too last minute to change their plans for Thanksgiving, so reluctantly, they’d had to spend the holiday apart. Craig had come down the weekend before, eager to see Aaliyah again, and the four of them had had their own holiday. Was it mean that Craig missing Aaliyah just as much as Jeremy had missed Griffin was somehow comforting?

  They didn’t want to do this again, though. With the university being closed a week for winter break, they’d figured out time to spend with both of their families. Jeremy wanted his parents to get to know Griffin better, and he knew Griffin felt the same way about Jeremy getting to know his parents.

  “Just passed the sign for Vintage Ridge. Almost there.”

  Jeremy made his way over to the kitchen, loving every step he took as he waited for his man to come home. They each still had their own places, but most nights they spent at Griffin’s. It offered them more room, and with how adventurous their sex life was, extra room was a really good thing.

  “Jesus, I can’t wait for you to be here already. You’re evil, and I love it.” Jeremy turned the faucet on, letting the water get hot, trying to distract himself.

  “What are you doing?” Griffin asked.

  “About to wash some dishes.” Jeremy carefully stood in front of the sink, his hard cock trying it’s best to bust through the tight, black briefs he was wearing.

  “I highly recommend you put down anything glass, baby.” Damn, Griffin’s voice sent delicious goosebumps all over his body.

  “Why?” Jeremy gripped the counter, his eyes going wide, his body trembling and vibrating. “Holy fuck nuggets!” He moaned, his toes curling on the cool, tile floor. Pleasure spread out from his hole, pulsing throughout his whole body.

  Griffin laughed into the phone. “Because I’m at the door.”

  “Well, you’re gonna have to let yourself in because”—the vibrating kicked up a notch—“mother freaking fucker.” He heard the faint sound of the door closing, but all focus zeroed in on his ass.

  “Who knew you had such a potty mouth?” Griffin’s voice was right near Jeremy’s ear, warm arms wrapping around his body. Griffin set his phone down on the counter, hands sliding to Jeremy’s cock, gripping his erection through his briefs. “Damn, you’re so hard for me.”

  Jeremy’s head fell back on Griffin’s shoulder, his mouth going slack as he felt his underwear get pushed down. The constant, steady vibration got a little louder as the material was removed. Griffin crouched down behind him, helping Jeremy step out of the briefs. “Man, I missed this ass.” He bit Jeremy’s cheek while tapping on the vibrating plug sticking out of Jeremy.

  Jeremy whimpered. “Griffin… I need you… I need…”

  “I know what you need, baby.” Griffin slowly slid back up Jeremy’s body. Jeremy heard a belt buckle being undone, the telltale sound of a zipper coming down. He stared at his reflection i
n the window. It was dark outside but light illuminated the kitchen—someone could see them, and fuck, that was so damn hot. Knowing someone could see Griffin behind him, what they were doing, made his cock even harder.

  Griffin reached past Jeremy and grabbed the bottle of lube Jeremy had put on the counter. Jeremy heard Griffin getting himself ready. “Get my phone and press the stop button. My hands are all slick now.” Jeremy did as he was told, the vibration in his ass coming to a stop. Griffin carefully removed the plug from Jeremy’s ass, thrusting his hard—completely raw—cock in Jeremy’s ready hole.

  “Fuck, yes!” Jeremy pushed his ass back, missing this so much even though it had only been a few days. He grabbed the edge of the sink, his head hanging forward as Griffin fucked him from behind. They’d both gotten tested, and the feel of Griffin’s bare cock inside him made the experience so much more intense.

  Another first for both of them.

  “You feel so good. Missed you.” Griffin held Jeremy’s hips tightly, his balls slapping against Jeremy’s ass. There was something wicked about Jeremy being completely naked, while Griffin was still dressed. Something animalistic in the way Griffin hadn’t been able to get undressed before he buried himself inside Jeremy. A raw, aching need.

  Jeremy moaned, little sounds coming from him with every thrust. But when Griffin took his dick in hand and stroked, Jeremy pushed up on his toes, stars bursting behind his eyelids. His ass clenched around Griffin, pulling the man into climax with him. Griffin roared, emptying himself inside Jeremy.

  “Oh my God. Holy shit.” Jeremy swallowed hard as Griffin kissed the side of his neck and slowly pulled out. Jeremy braced himself against the sink, his legs feeling like rubber.

  “Damn, it just keeps getting better and better.” Griffin was panting. Jeremy slowly turned around and took in the sight of him. Hair a mess, clothes haphazard on his sweaty body, sated cock hanging out of his jeans. He was fucking gorgeous.

  “Shower?” Jeremy asked, a huge grin on his face.

  “Good idea.” Griffin followed him into the bathroom and finally undressed.

  They didn’t mess around again, both of them exhausted. It was after ten o’clock, and all Jeremy wanted to do was climb in bed and curl up with his man.

  They lay in silence for a few minutes, Jeremy’s eyelids getting heavy. He thought Griffin had fallen asleep until Griffin’s baritone broke through the quiet of the room. “You pronounced you wrong.”

  “You?” Jeremy picked his head up and stared down at Griffin.

  “Before…when you said, ‘You’re evil and I love it,’…you pronounced you wrong.” Griffin looked at Jeremy out of the corner of his eye, and—was he nervous?

  Jeremy let Griffin’s words sink in, his heart overflowing when he realized the meaning. Jeremy leaned over and kissed Griffin. “You’re evil…and I love you.”

  Relief flooded Griffin’s face. He rolled Jeremy to his back and kissed him. “I love you, too.”

  Another first for both of them, and if Jeremy had anything to say about it, they would be each other’s only.

  The end.

  Author’s Note

  Thanks again for giving this title a chance. Don't forget to keep an eye out for the other books in the Ace's Wild series. In case you missed it, Ace's Wild is a multi-author series of books that take place in the same fictional town. Each story can be read in any order. The connecting element in the Ace's Wild series is an adult store owned by Ace and Wilder. The main characters from each book will make at least one visit to Ace's Wild, where they'll buy a toy to use in their story! The only characters who crossover to each book are Ace and Wilder. And with various heat and kink levels, there's sure to be something for everyone!

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  About the Author

  I have been an artist from a very young age. From drawing cartoon characters and evolving into portraits, making jewelry, photography, and now writing. I have an amazing support system in my family and friends and couldn’t be more grateful.

  I live in central New Jersey, love summers at the Jersey Shore, rock music, wine, sexy men, and laughing a lot with my amazing friends and family. Sunday dinners at my parents’ house are crazy, hysterical and you can count on a movie quote…or ten…being thrown out. Insults between siblings is how we show our love for each other!

  When I’m not creating, you can find me reading books from my favorite authors. I’m a hopeless romantic, starving for passionate characters and always craving that happy ending, whether in reading or in writing my own books.

  Reviews are always appreciated!

  You can keep up with me here: Jaclyn Quinn Books