not to be dramatic but touch-starved Mike who’s also a complete virgin and has never even touched himself //
Every single nerve seems to be on fire. Growing up, he never really had the time or drive to think about touching himself, and none of his past relationships have been serious enough to get this far. All of this, every feeling and sensation, is brand-new and overwhelming in the best kind of way that makes his toes curl and heart beat out of his chest. Peter’s hand is warm and wet with lube, applying perfect pressure and friction as he slowly jerks Mike off. Something so simple has him worked up enough for his back to arch off the bed and his hands clench in the sheets.
“Breathe,” Peter reminds gently, at the same time as he rubs his thumb over the head of Mike’s cock in a way that forces a strangled moan from his throat. “Okay?”
“Okay,” Mike hisses.
If it weren’t for Peter’s other hand splayed over his stomach to keep him still, he’d be squirming and he knows it. There’s a heat spreading through every inch of his body, cresting higher and higher in heavy waves that he’s half-drowning in. When he manages to move a bit, he feels Peter’s own bulge drag against his thigh, punching a groan out of Peter’s mouth. He wants to hear it again, he wants to hear more.
“Can I- can I touch you?” Mike asks- begs- between one breath and the next. “Please? Wanna- wanna make you feel good.”
I wish that book reviews were presented the same way as fanfiction reviews:
“AFHAKFHDKFHAKHFADSKFHKDFDKJHFKJAD” –The New York Times
“OMG I CANT EVEN WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT TO THEM” –The Wall Street Journal
“you asshole im crying now” –NPR
“AHH THAT WAS SO CUTE THANK YOU! I’ll publish that book I said I’d write for you like next week, I’m a little busy right now but I LOVE THIS” –Sarah Dessen
The annual Carisi 4th of July party was in full swing. Kids running, adults conversing and laughing, Sonny and his Dad were debating charcoal vs gas grill.
Bella sat down beside you on the deck, while her daughter played with Ethan and Nicholas. “Ma on your case for another grandbaby?”
You raised your eyebrows, wondering how she knew. Nodding your head, you sipped your margarita.
“Probably wondering how I know? Cause she’s on me too.” She shook her head. “I told her one and done.” She swiped her hand through the air.
“Yeah. She has been on me for almost two years now. Today she even squeezed out a couple tears.”
“Woman needs a hobby, Jesus Christ.” The two of you burst into giggles. Sonny turned toward the sound of your laughter. You and Bella gave him a little wave. “What does Sonny say about having another kid?”
“We decided four is good. Nice even number. God I need another drink.”
“Please tell me you guys are staying the night.” Bella pleaded.
“Absolutely. Now c’mon. Let’s go get another margarita.” Bella slid her arm through yours as you headed inside.
The Carisi house was the place to watch fireworks from in the whole neighborhood. Everyone moved chairs and blankets out to the large front lawn. Ryan and Thomas sat with Mia, while NIcholas amd Ethan sat with Sonny’s Mom and Dad.
Sonny wrapped his arms around you from behind as you sat between his knees. “You and Bella seemed to be having fun earlier.”
“Just commiserating with one another. Sister-in-law, girl things”, you patted Sonny’s leg. Grinning you thought about the conversation you and Bella had. It was good to have her as friend. Someone that understood the crazy Carisi’s.
After the fireworks, everyone headed back to the house. Sonny carried both Nicholas and Ethan since they fell asleep during the fireworks, how you’ll never know. All the kids were sleeping in the family room. Blankets and pillows scattered the room, the rest of the kids were out quick.
You and Sonny were staying in his old room. Thankfully he had a full size bed. “Crap. I didn’t pack myself PJ’s.” Pushing the clothes around the bag you packed for you and Sonny. “Well at least I have clean underwear for tomorrow.”
“Wear my T-shirt.” He pulled it over his head and tossed it to you. He eyed you while you stood in just your bra and panties. “Or, and this is just an idea”, Sonny waved his hand around non-chalant, “sleep naked.”
“Sonny, no. Your parents bedroom is right across the hall”, your eyes followed him as he stalked around the bed to you.
“Then we’ll have to be extra quiet, won’t we?” Sonny brushed his fingers down your cheek, before slipping his hand behind your neck. He pulled you in for a gentle but scorching kiss. His hands moved to unclasp your bra, sliding it down your arms.
Grasping his arms you pulled him on top of you on the bed. The bed creaked and groaned in protest. You covered your mouth to supress a giggle. Sonny grinned down at you. “Shhh..” he admonished you. His hands slid down your sides, tugging your panties down your legs. You raised your hips to accomodate.
He kissed his way back up your body. “Ahhh, babe.” Your hands tangled in his hair. You wrapped your legs around his middle. Using your heels, you pushed his boxers of his hips. Hands roamed his back, pulling him to you. Soft, wet kisses trailed up his neck to his mouth.
Sonny lined himself up with your entrance, pushing through you wet folds to your core. He moaned. Loud. “Oh Jesus”, he hissed through his teeth. His hips started thrusting.
“Sonny. Mmmm…God.” You pressed your heels into his lower back, encouraging him to go faster and harder. Trying to be quiet and knowing people were feet away made it more risque and hot. It was getting harder to be quiet, so you buried your face into Sonny’a neck and shoulder.
“Doll, you fell amazing…God!” He moaned into your mouth. “I’m not- Jesus..”
That familiar pull deep in your belly spread like fire through your body. “Ahh, Sonny, I’m. Oh God!”, you said through clenched teeth. Your body responded like it always did with Sonny.
“Oh my God!” Sonny bit down on you shoulder to stay quiet. His hips thrust a couple more times before he emptied himself inside you. The two of you stilled, catching your breath. He kissed your lips.
“And you told me to be quiet. Should’ve taken your own advise”, grinning up at him.
“Well, maybe I’ll do better this time.” He rolled you over to straddle his hips
Sonny was the last to come down stairs for breakfast the next morning. “Morning babyboy”, Sonny’s mom reached up and ruffled his already mussed up hair. “How’d you sleep?” She turned and went into the kitchen.
“Mornin’ doll”, he kissed the top of your head. You handed him a hot mug of coffee which he took gratefully.
“Yeah little brother. I know I kept hearing weird sounds most of the night. I think they were coming from your room.” Teresa winked at you.
“I didn’t hear a thing”, Sonny said and narrowed his eyes. He leaned against the bar next to you.
“Hmmm…now that you mention it, I did hear something”, Gina chimed in. “Sounded like praying.”
That was it. A peal of laughter escaped from your lips and spread around the room. Sonny rolled his eyes. “So immature.” Sonny remarked.
“Hey what’s so funny?” Sonny’s mom asked, smiling as she placed a plate of pancakes on the counter.
“Just talking about Sonny’s religious experience last night, Ma”, Teresa said causing everyone to laugh, even Sonny.
“Can I help you with something, Nick?“ You were finishing your make up in the bathroom mirror and could see him glaring at you in the reflection. He said nothing, mouth a flat line and his arms crossed in front of his chest.
After applying your lipstick, you turned to leave the bathroom to get dressed. “Excuse me.” Nick stood stock still not letting you pass. “Nick. Move”, your voice more insistent this time. Finally you pushed your shoulder into his arm and shoved past him.
“Where do you think you’re going?” Nick inquired his voice low. As you looked back at him, his face was mixture of emotions.
“I’m having drinks with your sister, I told you this two days ago.” You could hear the annoyance in your voice and was sure he could too. He watched as you pulled on jeans and a tank top.
“So you’re seriously going? After what happened?” Nick stood behind you, hands on his hips.
Spinning around, you met his glare, “Nicholas. You are suffocating me. You have got to back off.” Nick had been protective before your kidnapping but now he was a whole other level.
He scoffed, “Suffocating? I’m just trying to protect you, keep you safe.”
“I can hardly turn around without you right there. It’s been six months, Nick. I’ve moved past it. You need to as well.” Breaking your stare from Nick, you brushed past him and left the bedroom.
Nick was hot on your heels going down the hall to the kitchen. Slipping on an oven mitt, you pulled the baked spaghtetti out, placing the hot dish on a trivet. “There’s salad in the fridge and a loaf of Italian bread on the counter. I’ll be home later.”
“I love you, Y/N”, Nick called out to you causing you to stop. You turned and walked back to him. “I love your too Nicky. I- I just need to breath, for one night.” You stretched up and placed a kiss to his cheek.
“Y/N!” Sonya wrapped you in a hug, which you returned. “I have missed you so much. I’ve missed our dates.”
“Me too”, settling into a booth, you gave Sonya a small smile. “So tell me about Marcus. Cesaria said, and I quote, ‘he’s dreamy’.”
Sonya laughed, “Well she isn’t wrong. I really like this guy, Y/N.”
“So when do we get to meet him?” Looking at Sonya, she blushed then shrugged her shoulders.
After a couple drinks, Sonya reached over the table, placing her hand over yours. “You know, NIck texted me earlier this aftrnoon. He asked me to cancel with you tonight.”
“He WHAT?!” You jerked your hand away and slugged back your drink. “He has really over stepped this time. He is going way overboard.”
“I get where he’s coming from. When that asshole kidnapped you, he was a mess. He’s naturally overprotective. Has been since I can remember. But when it comes to you, Owen and Elise, it’a like a religion.”
Studying Sonya, out let out a sigh. “Yeah. I know. It’s just I can’t turn around without him being right there. I appreciate his concern and understand why, but…”
“I did tell him he was being a bit extreme and no way was I going to cancel. He didn’t like my anwer so he called Mom. She basically told him the same thing. In his defense he means well and it’s coming from a good place.”
There was a few moments of silence. “Okay. This is supposed to be a fun evening. Tell me more about Marcus.” The blush returned to Sonya’s face as she started gushing about her new guy.
The only light on was in the kitchen when you pulled in front of the house. A shadow, presumably Nick’s passed by the wondow. You shut off the car and got out, making your way to the front door. Nick opened the door before you could put your key in the lock.
“Is your phone on, or are you ignoring me? I’ve been trying to call you.” Nick held the door open allowing you to enter. He gave you a concerned look.
“No. It died. Sorry.” You put your phone on the charger that was plugged in over the counter. You could feel Nick right behind you. Close, very close but not touching.
He brushed the hair from your neck. His breath was hot. Leaning in to you, he placed soft kisses behind your ear. “I missed you tonight, Y/N.” Nick rested his hands on your hips and started trailing kisses down your neck.
“What do you think you’re doing?” Your question biting. “I’m not really in the mood Nick.” Shrugging your shoulder into Nick’s face, causing him to move away from your neck.
Nick backed away, throwing his hands on the air, as you turned around. “What’s your problem?”
“Did you ask your sister to cancel on me today?” Eyeing Nick, you arched an eyebrow. His gaze moved from your face to his feet. “You are way out of line.”
“Y/N-”, Nick started.
“I’ve kept quiet about the tail that follows me everywhere.” Nick’s eyes widened. “Yeah I know about that.” You sighed heavily, and massaged your temples, then crossed your arms. "Everyone but you has moved past what happened. I get that you were scared and worried. I know you just want to protect me. But it was me that was kidnapped. Me that was almost raped. My head bounced off a concrete floor. My ribs were broken.” Your voice stayed even and cam, despite what you were feeling inside. “So, if I can move on, you should too.”
Nick stood in the living room where you left him dumbfounded, confused, and a little angry. He watched your form until it disappeared into the bedroom.
You jumped when the front door slammed shut. You heard Nick’s truck start, then pull away from the house. Picking up your cell, you dialed Nick’s number, only to hear his phone ring from the kitchen.
“Are you ready to go? Our reservations are for 7 o’clock.” William bussled into the bedroom as Anne was putting in a pair of earrings.
She figeted with the diamond pendant that hung from a chain on her neck. She gave William a nervous smile. “I think I’m more nervous meeting them than I was on our first date.”
“Darling. They will love you. Trust me.” He brought her hand up to his lips.
“Anne. This is my son Michael and his girlfriend, Y/N.” William smiled. Y/N came around and gave him and Anne a hug. “Good seein’ you kid”, he hugged Y/N back and kissed her cheek. Michael shook William’s hand, then Anne’s.
“It so good to finally meet you, Anne”, Y/N gave her a broad smile. “William here has told us so much about you.”
Anne laughed softly. “ I feel the same dear. Seems like I know ya’ll.”
William smiled. “Let’s order, shall we.
“Michael-”
“Mike, please.”
“Mike”, Anne smiled. “How did you and Y/N meet?”
Mike chcuckled, winking at Y/N. “We met on blind date of sorts. About five years ago. Not a very exciting story.”
Y/N changed the subject quickly. “My dad was stationed at Fort Benning. Is that close to where you’re from?”
William smiled. He was extremely happy. Happier than he had been in years. Anne was caring, compassionate, giving and for some reason she loved him. William participated in the conversation, but mostly listened.
“Excuse me. I need to powder my nose.” Anne stood. Y/N excused herself as well and joined Anne. William and Mike watched as they walked together, chatting.
Mike turned to his dad. “She’s great dad. I really like her. Good to see you happy, finally.”
“I am.“ William grinned. “She’s it for me, son. I’m going to ask her to marry me.” William looked expectatantly at his son. He pulled a diamond solitaire from his jacket pocket. “She makes me a better person. I think you understand that.” William smiled at him.
“That’s-wow dad.” He stood going around the table and two men embraced.
“So. When are you going to make an honest woman out of Y/N?” William teased his son.
“Oh, dad. We’re happy with the way things are.” Mike furrowed his brow.
The two watched as Anne and Y/N made their way back to the table, both smiling like they had a secret. “We’re both pretty darn lucky.“ He kissed Y/N cheek when she came back to the table then whispered something in her ear making her giggle.
After dinner, the band started playing. “Care to dance, Y/N?” William held his hand out. Y/N accepted, taking his hand.
Mike smiled as he watched his dad and Y/N dance. She looked over to him a wink.
“She’s sweet, Mike. You have yourself a good one there.” Anne remarked as she watched William and Y/N dance.
“She’s the best.” Mike turned to Anne, “I don’t remember ever seeing my dad this happy. I know you’re the reason. He’s head over heels, who can blame him?”
“Believe me, the feeling is mutual.” Her eyes glistened when she spoke about William.
“Anne? Care to show my dad and Y/N how to dance?” Mike rose and offered his hand.
“Absolutely.” Anne accepted Mike’s hand and he lead her out to the dance floor.
“Beautiful dance partner you have”, Mike commented to his dad. “Makes you look good, old man.” To which William chuckled.
“Not so bad yourself champ”, Y/N winked. “In fact, mind if I cut in?”
“Now I’m stuck with the old man?” Anne teased.
“I’ll show you old man. C’mere”, William grinned, releasing Y/N to Mike.
“He’s so happy, Mike. Such a novelty to see.” Y/N stated. “And Anne is pretty smitten too.”
“He’s going to ask her to marry him” Mike looked at your name, gaging the reaction.
“Seriously? That is great to hear. Now I’ll have someone to talk to when we get together with your dad.”
“Does it bother you we’re not married, or even engaged?” Mike asked.
Y/N shrugged her shoulders, “Sometimes I guess. But mostly no. Why does it bother you to ‘live on sin’?”
Mike chuckled, “I love you, I don’t need a piece of paper to prove that.”
“Okay. Its settled then. We’ll live in sin.”
“Sounds heavenly to me.” Mike dipped his head, giving Y/N a passionate kiss.
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