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Chapters (58)
  1. SYNOPSIS
  2. ALSO BY MAX WALKER
  3. NOAH BARNES
  4. JAKE PEREZ
  5. NOAH BARNES
  6. JAKE PEREZ
  7. NOAH BARNES
  8. JAKE PEREZ
  9. NOAH BARNES
  10. JAKE PEREZ
  11. NOAH BARNES
  12. 10. Jake Perez
  13. JAKE PEREZ
  14. 11. Noah Barnes
  15. NOAH BARNES
  16. 12. Jake Perez
  17. JAKE PEREZ
  18. 13. Noah Barnes
  19. NOAH BARNES
  20. 14. Jake Perez
  21. JAKE PEREZ
  22. 15. Noah Barnes
  23. NOAH BARNES
  24. 16. Jake Perez
  25. JAKE PEREZ
  26. 17. Noah Barnes
  27. NOAH BARNES
  28. 18. Jake Perez
  29. JAKE PEREZ
  30. 19. Noah Barnes
  31. NOAH BARNES
  32. 20. Jake Perez
  33. JAKE PEREZ
  34. 21. Noah Barnes
  35. NOAH BARNES
  36. 22. Jake Perez
  37. JAKE PEREZ
  38. 23. Noah Barnes
  39. NOAH BARNES
  40. 24. Jake Perez
  41. JAKE PEREZ
  42. 25. Noah Barnes
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  44. 26. Jake Perez
  45. JAKE PEREZ
  46. 27. Noah Barnes
  47. NOAH BARNES
  48. 28. Jake Perez
  49. JAKE PEREZ
  50. 29. Noah Barnes
  51. NOAH BARNES
  52. 30. Jake Perez
  53. JAKE PEREZ
  54. 31. Noah Barnes
  55. NOAH BARNES
  56. EPILOGUE
  57. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
  58. ALSO BY MAX WALKER

He slipped the band onto my finger and stood to a round of cheering and applause, the people fading back into reality as I took Noah into the most meaningful kiss of my life, holding his head in my hands and saying yes over and over against his lips. I didn’t even realize I started to cry until Noah rubbed away a teardrop from my cheek, looking up at me with the entire star-filled sky captured inside his eyes.

A hand came to fall down on my back, and soon I was wrapped up in a tight hug. It was Eric congratulating us. Tristan had picked up Noah and swung him around in a circle, nearly hitting Jess and Tia, who were holding a bottle of champagne while Yvette held the plastic cups. The entire book club was here—my people, Noah’s family.

My previous assumption about tonight had been totally wrong. It wasn’t magical at all. That would imply that it was fake, that it was a made-up fantasy. Except this was all real. The intense warmth and floaty happiness that turned the concrete into clouds wasn’t fake at all.

Neither was my love for Noah, and I intended on showing him exactly that tonight.

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Noah Barnes

We barely lasted a couple of seconds once we got into the house before all our clothes came off and we were butt-ass naked in the living room, hands flying over bodies, gripping and tugging and stroking and kneading. I kissed Jake—my fiancé. The ring on my finger felt like it weighed a hundred pounds while also making me weightless at the same time. It was like attaching a new limb to my body, my senses hyperaware of the metallic coolness that clung tight around my ring finger.

It was perfect. Tonight was perfect.

Jake was perfect, and now he was mine, forever, to have and to hold.

And to suck.

I dropped down to my knees, unable to hold myself back any longer. I had to taste him. His cock was easily my favorite thing to put in my mouth. He was girthy and long and uncircumcised and always dripping with precome. He fit perfectly between my lips as I took him in, looking up at the man of my dreams, the glint of my silver band against his tan thigh catching my eye.

My heart skipped a beat, my dick throbbed, and my entire body lit up like a freshly born star.

“You look so good with my dick in your mouth,” Jake said, a teasing grin playing on his big lips. He had trimmed his beard, shaving it along the neck to make his jawline even more prominent, making him look as sharp as a high-powered executive.