Crossing The Line (A Taboo Love series Book 3) (20 page)

After a minute, I slide in a second finger, just to help open him up a bit. I start making a scissor motion as he moans low and fists the bedspread.

"You like that, baby?" I purr.

"Yeah," he breathes.

"Do you think you're ready for my cock?"

"Yes, I want you, Chance. I need you," Parker moans.

I close my eyes at his words. My heart pounds madly in my chest. This is really happening. Here we are, back together, with me about to fuck Parker. I honestly never thought that we would get back together, let alone have Parker ask me to fuck him.

I remove my fingers and take hold of my cock. I rub it over his puckered hole a few times, letting him feel it. I slowly push forward, using one hand to guide myself, while the other is gripping Parker's hip. Parker lets out a slew of nasty curses, one of his hands coming back to claw at my thigh.

"Ah! It's too much, Chance, I can't..." he grunts.

I lean over him and gather him up in my arms. I press my lips to the side of his neck. He's so fucking tight and hot that I know I won't be lasting too long.

"Shhh, you'll be fine. I know it feels like too much, but it's not, you just have to adjust," I whisper to him. "And breathe."

Parker

"Breathe," he tells me. Okay, okay, I can do that. I take a deep breath and blow it out. Chance pushes in a bit further. My breath catches again. It's not that it hurts so much as I just feel so incredibly...full. It's an odd feeling.

Chance litters my shoulder with kisses while he pushes all of the way in. His arms are wrapped around my chest and his front is plastered to my back. He slowly pulls back before thrusting forward.

"Motherffff..." Chance groans and drops his forehead to my shoulder.

He starts a slow rhythm. As he continues to move, I start to relax. The more he moves, the better it feels.

"You okay?" he asks tightly.

"I'm good," I reply breathily.

"Good," he grunts and picks up the pace.

I let out a strangled moan as pleasure shoots through me. After a few more thrusts, Chance pulls out. Before I can protest, he flips me over and shoves my legs apart. I blink up at him. His eyes are blazing with desire and love. He lines himself up again and pushes in, this time much faster. He once again covers me with his body, wrapping his arms around me. I reach up and kiss him hard. I moan into his mouth. Goddamn, it feels so fucking good to have him inside of me. Chance's whole body is trembling. It really revs me up to know that I'm the one making him tremble. I slide my hands down his back to cup his ass. I love the way the muscle flexes under my hands with each thrust and roll of his hips.

"Ah, shit, babe, you're gonna make me come," Chance rasps in my ear.

"That’s the idea," I pant.  

His mouth slams down onto mine. The kiss is savage and ruthless and he's pouring everything he's feeling into it. All of the anger and hurt over our break up, but also all of the hope and love and want that he's feeling right now. I got it all. And I give him back as good as I'm getting. His thrusts become frantic and erratic. I know he's close.

He suddenly tears his mouth away from mine and slams into me a couple more times, shouting through gritted teeth and fisting my hair. He collapses on top of me, his hard body somehow fitting perfectly against mine. I wrap my arms around his and stroke my hands up and down his back.

"I love you, Chance," I whisper.

He snuggles his face into the crook of my neck. "I love you, too, Parker."

Once we are able to move, we get cleaned up. I'm in the middle of buttoning up my shirt when Chance stops me by placing his hand over mine.

"Hey, I just realized that you didn't come," he says with a frown.

I steal a small kiss and shake my head. "This wasn't about me. This was for you," I murmur.

Chance's frown deepens. "This was for us," he clarifies.

"Don't worry about it right now, we have to get back to the party," I tell him.

He narrows his eyes and stares at me for a minute before he gives me a nod and finishes getting dressed. Once we're decent, we head back downstairs to the party. When we walk into the room, Charlie practically attacks us.

"Where the hell were you two?" she squawks.

"Uhh...why, what'd we miss?" I ask.

"Delilah went into labor! They just took her away in an ambulance!" she shrieks.

My mouth falls open in surprise. Well, shit, I wasn't expecting her to say that. Chance slips his arm around my waist and gives me a squeeze.

"Aw, another baby, how exciting," he muses.

Charlie's hands slam down on her hips and she narrows her eyes at us. "You two just had sex, didn't you?" she accuses, pointing her finger at each of us.

I feel the heat immediately rise up my face as I flounder for some words, any words.

"Why yes, yes we did. And it was fan-fucking-tastic," Chance answers, a devilish grin on his face.

Face, meet palm.

"Jesus Christ..." I breathe.

"Thank god! I was afraid you two were never going to get back together," Charlie smirks and punches me in the shoulder.

I give her a dirty look, which makes her laugh.

"Well, I think we're cutting this party short. I have to go meet my new nephew, Lucas!" Charlie squeals and clasps her hands together.

Chapter Seventeen

Chance

It's only been a few weeks since Charlie and Calvin's reception and I've pretty much spent them in Parker's bed. Well, when we're not working that is. The filming is almost complete. Then the movie will go into its editing phase. And we're already starting promotions for it. Tonight we're going on
Jimmy Kimmel.

We are sitting in the dressing room waiting to be called to go on. I glance over at Parker who is fixing his hair in the mirror. We haven't really decided on what is going to be said about our relationship on the show. We need to be on the same page either way, though.

"You look great, stop messing with it," I say.

"This one piece is pissing me off," he grunts and tries to smooth down an errant piece of hair.

"It's fine."

He sighs and gives up. He plops down onto the couch next to me. I place my hand on his knee, palm up. Parker immediately laces his fingers in mine.

"What's the plan for tonight?" I ask, knowing that Parker knows exactly what I'm talking about.

Parker leans over and places a light kiss on my cheek. "I'm comfortable with whatever you decide."

I turn to look at him. I search his eyes. He looks completely at peace with his decision to leave it up to me. I nod. "Okay."

There is a knock on the door and a producer sticks her head in. "Two minutes," she tells us.

"Be right there," Parker says.

She nods and shuts the door. We stand and Parker pulls me into his arms. He kisses me tenderly on the lips.

"I love you," he whispers against my lips.

I smile. "I love you, too."

We make our way to the side of the stage just as Jimmy is introducing us. We walk out to a round of applause and screams from the audience. We shake Jimmy's hand and have a seat on the couch next to his desk. Parker is directly next to the desk and I'm next to Parker.

"It's so great to have you guys here, it's been a while," Jimmy says.

"It's been too long, Jimmy," Parker replies with his Hollywood smile.

"So, tell me about this movie that you guys are in,
Burning Hearts
," Jimmy says.

"Well, it's about a couple of FBI Agents who are chasing after a serial arsonist. This guy has lit infernos all over New York and has killed multiple people in the process. But no one can figure out who it is," I supply.

"But that's not the only story in this movie; there is also a love story. Am I right?" Jimmy asks.

"Ah, yes, the love story. Our characters are also gay, and even though they are not the greatest of friends at first, they somehow fall in love during all of the chaos," Parker says.

"I hear there are some pretty steamy love scenes. How was it filming those?"

"It was pretty rough at first because we weren't all that comfortable with each other," Parker answers.

I clear my throat. "It was more like Parker wasn't all that comfortable with it."

Parker whips his head around and gapes at me. "Just throw me under the bus, why don't ya?"

We all chuckle.

"Now, you know I have to ask the burning question about the rumors that have been floating around since you guys first started shooting this movie. Are you two, in fact, in a romantic relationship off screen, too?"

Parker sits back and turns to me. He nods, giving me the go-ahead. I take a deep breath. It's now or never.

"Yes, Jimmy, we are," I answer.

The audience gasps and Jimmy looks rightfully shocked. I think a couple of women even yelled "No!"

"Really? How did it happen? I mean, you two only ever dated women that I know of. Guillermo, did you know this?" Jimmy says.

"No Jimmy, I did not," Guillermo replies.

"Long story short, it started after our first kiss and just grew from there.  There was a lot of denial on my part, but there is no denying that I'm in love with Chance," Parker says, looking at me with a goofy grin on his face.

I smile back at him and reach over to take his hand. We lace our fingers together. Jimmy narrows his eyes at us.

"Are you sure that you're not just saying all of this to promote the movie?"

Parker and I laugh.

"No, we're seriously together and in love," I say. "All of the rumors are true."

Parker leans over and gives me a peck on the lips…on TV… in front of millions. Damn, that's hot.

"That's incredible," Jimmy smiles. "I'm really happy for you guys," he says before turning to the camera. "Coming soon to theaters,
Burning Hearts
, starring Parker Hamilton and Chance Steele. Don’t miss it!"

Parker

A weight - that I didn't even know I was carrying - lifted from my shoulders as soon as the truth was out. I feel lighter and happier than ever. We leave the show like giddy little kids hopped up on sugar. No more hiding, no more denying, no more faking.

We get back to my condo, planning to celebrate with a shit-ton of hot sex. I unlock the door and push it open; Chance is hugging me from behind as we walk in. We are immediately covered in rainbow-colored confetti and streamers. Standing in my foyer are Charlie, Delilah, Nick, and Calvin.

"Happy Coming Out to the World Day!" Charlie and Delilah exclaim and throw more confetti on us. 

I blink in utter shock while Chance starts laughing. We are then enveloped in a huge group hug.

"We're so proud of you guys," Charlie says with a quivering chin and teary eyes.

Damn her! A rush of tears hit me and I can't stop them from streaming down my face. I wrap her up in a bear hug and tuck my face in her neck. What would I do without my friends? I would never survive without them. I pull back just enough to see her beautiful face.

"Thanks Char," I murmur as she wipes the tears from my face.

"Love you, butt munch," she teases.

"Love you, too, bitch."

She laughs and gives me a shove. I chuckle then go give Delilah, Nick, and Calvin a hug. We all hang out for a little while before they all leave. Chance and I snuggle on the couch, basking in our post coming out glory. I never expected that this is where my life would lead, but I'm glad it did. I couldn't have asked for a better group of friends. And I definitely couldn't have asked for a better lover and best friend. I am truly the luckiest man alive.  I guess that's what happens when you choose to take a ‘chance’ and cross the line.