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I wonder if that’s what it really is.

When he eventually suits up and begins to ease his way in, I’m sweating, trembling and panting, alternatively clinging to his shoulders and the bed sheets to keep me grounded. “Shh, it’s okay, I’ve got you,” he soothes, although he’s not exactly keeping his cool, either. He’s red-faced and dripping as he grits his teeth and pushes deeper inside me, grunting like an animal.

He’s perfect. I don’t want Colton Ross, hotshot lawyer who always has his shit together. I want my Colt, hesitations and fuckups galore. I want the mess and the uncertainty because as long as we stay earnest and curious, I truly believe we could share something more authentic than we’ve ever experienced before.

I wrap my legs around his waist and kiss him hard as he bottoms out. He nestles himself as far as he can inside me before giving an experimental roll of his hips that makes me moan wantonly into his mouth.

“I’m done waiting,” I growl and tug his hair, making him laugh and give me a dazzling smile. “Fuck me, Colt.Please.”

“Okay, baby,” he murmurs before nipping at my earlobe and thrusting suddenly.

I cry out and cling to him, blinking as I gasp for air.Baby?He never called me that when we were teenagers. But that one word now has short-circuited my brain and it’s all I can do to cling to him as we begin to writhe.

I’ve never been anyone’s baby before. Yeah, I’m sure guys have said it during sex at some point, but I don’t remember a single one of them. They weren’t Colt.

As much as I’m trying to be sensible about not jumping into commitment after our complicated history…I really,reallywant to be his baby.

Thankfully, I’m soon too lost in the physical sensation to let my thoughts distract me any longer. He angles my hips and starts nailing my prostate like he never forgot the exact spot even after all the distance between us. We kiss and grunt and hold on to one another like a life raft in a storm.

I can tell he’s getting close by the way he’s scrunching his nose, which I love because it means that I’ve remembered his little quirks, too. “Touch me,” I beg him. I’m perfectly capable of jerking off my own dick, of course. But we both love it more when he’s steering the ship.

His fingers feel like they only wrap around my length for mere seconds before I’m arching my back, gnashing my teeth with my eyes screwed shut as I start blasting ropes of cum all over my belly.

“Oh, fuck, Zee,” Colt gasps as he rams even harder into me. “Yes, baby, like that. Fuck, fuck,fuck…”

Even through the condom, I feel when his cock starts throbbing and spurting inside me. I hold him against me as we both ride out the shockwaves, vibrating together as the incredible high dissipates.

Regardless of everything I’ve been feeling and telling myself since we set up this date, as soon as I catch my breath, the worry kicks in and my gaze snaps to Colt.

Who kisses my mouth. Sweetly.

“I’m not going anywhere, I promise,” he tells me as he begins to soften inside me.

“This is your place,” I whisper.

He chuckles and nuzzles our noses together. “I’m not kicking you out, either. In fact, I’m going to invite you to shower with me, then I’m going to cook us dinner, and if it’s not too bold…please stay the night, Zahir.”

My heart skips a beat. Does he really mean that? “I don’t have a toothbrush,” I blurt out stupidly.

But he just laughs gently again and rests our foreheads together. “I bought a spare today just in case,” he tells me.

Out of everything so far this evening, that’s possibly what makes my insides flip the most. He was always planning on asking me to stay. Hewantsme to stay.

He wants this. He wants us.

“In that case, I’ll stay, then,” I tease him. “But dinner better be good.”

“If not, there’s expensive wine!” he cries before smothering kisses all over my face as I laugh. Finally, he captures my mouth, moving with care and attention. I can feel his heart beating against my chest.

The mess between us is getting cold and his cock must be overly sensitive still inside me. But we don’t move to the shower just yet. I think he wants to hold onto this moment as much as I do.

Which is silly, because the way this evening is going suggests it’s just the first of many. But I guess we know there’s still a shadow on uncertainty looming over us, trying to cloud our sunshine and perfect waves.

We’ll deal with the rain when it falls. For now, summer has finally returned.

CHAPTER 17

Colt

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