“You okay?” His gaze snapped to mine, then he quirked the corner of his mouth. “I’m bigger than I look.”
“You are.” I panted. “But keep going.” I was in this now. I wound my fingers around my shaft and stroked myself, the pleasure and pain ravaging me, my desire for him deepening. “Kiss me, Milo.”
He lowered onto his elbow and pressed his mouth to mine, moaning against me as he slowly worked himself inside me.
Winding my legs around his waist and hooking my ankles, I pumped my cock between us and lost myself in his gentle, but passionate kisses, his tongue gliding against mine.
As his balls touched my ass, he left my mouth to rest his forehead on mine, gazing deeply into my eyes. “Ryder, I never thought in a million years I’d be with you like this. It’s a fantasy come true.” He pecked my lips. “I-I’ve always uh, well, you’ve always turned me on.”
“Yeah?” My brain was barely working. What was he trying to say? He’d always had a thing for me? I squeezed my legs around him. The fire inside me subsided and all that remained was pressure. I needed him to move. I wanted to feel the intense sensation again, but from him, with him. I placed my palm on his cheek. “Milo, can you move now? I’m ready.”
With a soft chuckle, he said, “Oh…yeah.” He slowly pulled out, then pushed back in, placing needy kisses on my mouth. As he quickened his pace, his body trembled.
Pleasure rocketed through my body with every thrust of his hips, and I urged him on, stroking myself in time. The edge of release taunted me.
Breaking the kisses, he panted against my neck. “Fuck, I’m close. You close?” He gasped and his fingers dug into my shoulders.
“Yeah, I’m right there.” I pumped fast over my cock. I needed more. Inside a ragged breath, I said, “Fuck me so hard I see stars.”
“Oh my God,” he gritted out and jerked his hips with shallow, quick thrusts. His body tensed and he pushed in deeply, then cried out. Again, he pulled out, then pushed in deeply, his face tensing and mouth dropping open.
My climax thrashed over me in harsh waves of pleasure. With gasps and moans, I clung to him, every nerve in my body firing all at once. The heat of his release filled me and my own cum splashed my chest and stomach.
As it slowed, he fell onto me and buried his face in my neck, fighting for air.
I kissed his head. Sex with a woman had never been this good. Hell, the blowjobs with Tate had been nothing compared to this. Milo was my person and he always had been. Deep inside me, I’d always known it. I opened my mouth. He needed to hear it. “Milo, I love you.”
He lifted his head, his hair a messy mop. “Wh-what?” His green eyes glittered in the light of the lamps.
“I love you. I fucking love you.” I let a smile creep over my lips. “Did you hear me, or do I have to say it again?”
He blinked and a tear tumbled down his cheek while his mouth quirked up in a grin. “I might ask you to say it again.” He swiped at his face, then said, “I love you, too.” His breath caught. “Not as a friend.”
“No, not as a friend.” I tugged him in tightly and kissed his cheek. He was so adorable, getting all emotional. It only made me love him more if it was possible. “But when we were friends, I loved you, too.”
“Same.” He sniffled and pulled out of me, then brushed his fingers over my shoulder. “That was amazing, Ryder.”
I lowered my legs. “Damn right it was amazing.” Gazing up at his ceiling, I thought about what we’d just done. “I’m glad it was you, Milo. You’re my first.”
“And only.” He propped up on his elbows, then tapped my nose. “Say it.And only.”
“Fine, and only.” I bit at his finger, and he flicked it away. We were teasing, but it was the truth. I couldn’t imagine being with anyone else again. What had Axel called him and Remy? “Life partners.” My gaze snapped to Milo’s.
His breath snagged and his eyes grew glassy. “Stop it, Ryder. You’re killing me here.” He swiped at his eyes. “But yeah, life partners.” He drew a deep inhale. “Now, we better clean up before?—”
“Oh, shit.” Hot wetness slipped out between my ass cheeks. “What the fuck?” I pushed him off me and scrambled from the bed, then looked down. A blob of cum slid down my inner thigh. “I didn’t plan on this.”
“And here I thought you had sex with women.” Milo arched a brow and gave me a coy grin.
“Yeah, but always with a condom.” I picked up my underwear and wiped myself off. If I was quick, I was sure I could make it into the bathroom with no one seeing me.
NINETEEN
MILO
The next day, we woke up, showered and Ryder drove me to meet up with his dad at his favorite place, Sunny’s Diner. The last time I’d had breakfast here was after a sleep over at Ryder’s house in high school, before I’d kissed him and been mortified. Thankfully, Ryder had taken it in his stride.
Ryder parked his truck and scanned the parking lot. “Looks like Dad’s already here.” He pointed to a white, beat-up work truck.