Page 119 of Shattered Melodies

He leaned in closer, his breath warm on my lips. “Can we fix it?” he murmured, his eyes searching mine.

“I want to,” I replied, my voice barely more than a whisper. I wanted to grab hold of this moment and never let it go.

Liam’s lips brushed against mine, tentative at first, then more insistent. I could taste the desperation, the need in his kiss. It was a kiss that spoke of lost time, of regret and longing. I matched his intensity, my hands finding their way to his hair, pulling him closer.

“Caleb,” he moaned against my mouth, his hands roaming my back, pulling me flush against him. I could feel his arousal, and it only fueled my own.

“Liam, I need you,” I breathed, my voice husky with desire. I didn’t care how it sounded. I was done pretending, done holding back.

He pulled away slightly, his eyes dark with need. “Here?” he asked, glancing around my sparsely furnished apartment.

I nodded. “Yes, here. Now.” My voice was firm, leaving no room for doubt.

Liam’s hands were on my shirt, yanking it over my head, and I did the same to him. His skin was warm, smooth under my fingers. I traced the lines of his muscles, marveling at how he felt, how he fit against me.

“God, you’re perfect,” I murmured, my lips trailing down his neck, tasting his skin.

He let out a shuddering breath, his hands working on my belt. “You always did know how to make me feel good,” he said, his voice thick with emotion.

I chuckled, helping him with his pants. “I aim to please.”

Liam’s hands were on my cock, stroking me with a familiarity that made my knees weak. “Fuck, Caleb,” he groaned. “I’ve missed this so much.”

“Me too,” I managed to say, my breath coming in short gasps. “I want you, Li. All of you.”

He nodded, his eyes never leaving mine as he guided me to the bed. “I want you too,” he said, his voice raw with emotion. “I want to feel you, Caleb. I need to.”

I lay back, pulling him down on top of me. Our bodies pressed together, skin to skin, and it was like coming home. I reached for the nightstand, fumbling for the lube I kept there.

Liam took it from me, squeezing some onto his fingers. “I’ll take care of you,” he whispered, his voice soothing. He worked his fingers into me, preparing me with a gentleness that made my heart ache.

“Liam,” I gasped, arching into his touch. “Please.”

He nodded, positioning himself at my entrance. “I’m here, Caleb,” he said softly. “I’ve got you.”

I felt him push into me, slowly, carefully, and it was everything I needed. “God, yes,” I moaned, wrapping my legs around him, pulling him deeper.

He moved with a steady rhythm, each thrust sending waves of pleasure through me. “You feel so good,” he murmured, his lips on my neck, my collarbone. “I can’t believe I let you go.”

“Don’t,” I panted. “Don’t let me go.”

“I won’t,” he promised, his pace quickening. “Never again.”

I could feel the tension building, the slow burn of pleasure turning into something more intense. “Liam, I’m close,” I warned, my voice shaking.

“Me too,” he replied, his thrusts becoming more urgent. “Come for me, Caleb.”

His words were my undoing. I came with a cry, my body trembling with the force of it. Liam followed moments later, collapsing on top of me, both of us breathing hard.

For a while, we just lay there, our bodies tangled together. I could feel his heartbeat against my chest, the rise and fall of his breath.

“Caleb,” he said after a while, his voice soft. “I mean it. I don’t want to let you go again.”

I turned my head to look at him, seeing the sincerity in his eyes. “I don’t want to let you go either,” I said, my voice firm. “We can make this work, Li. I know we can.”

He smiled, a real smile that lit up his face. “Yeah, we can. We will.”

CHAPTER 33

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