Page 115 of Manhattan Tormentor

Sage’s pretty fucking face is watching me through the car window as I stride from dad’s skyscraper building. I grin as I slide in and he frowns. “How did it go?”

My smashed kiss to his lips is answer enough. I’ll tell him everything, but while I grip the back of his neck and swallow his groan, this is all that matters to me.

My priorities are finally clear.

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Sage

A YEAR LATER

“C’mon, Sage. Let me see those blue eyes.”

The feather touch which brought me out of sleep continues over the surface of my face until I groan.

My man is a monster.

“I’m gonna punch your lights out and divorce you.” I warn.

At the side of me in our bed, Finn chuckles and slides a hand around my bare stomach before he grasps my half-hard cock. Tugging slow enough to get me grunting into the pillow.

“You’re cruel. Why can’t you let me sleep?”

“Because it’s your graduation, and we said we’d help with the party at your parents’ place.”

“No,yousaid you’d help because you’re a kiss-ass. You go, I’ll sleep more.”

“And we’re never getting a divorce, so get that out of your head now.”

“Only a year as my husband and already you’re a tyrant.” I complain as his hand strokes me until my brain wakes me the hell up. He nibbles my ear and breathes my name. “Didn’t you get enough from me during the night?”

“Enough doesn’t mean a thing when it comes to you. You know I’m extra hungry in the morning.”

“Oh, god. Have I created a queer monster?”

“I’m a monster for Sage, you know this. Now give me a fucking kiss, get showered, so we can celebrate my husband graduating top of the class like a smart bastard.”

Finn’s been my strongest supporter over the past three years. On days I wanted to quit, when I was too mentally exhausted to carry on, he was the one pushing me through.

Engineering and developing is who I am.

But loving Finn gives me air.

I need him with a ferocity that crosses the line of decency.

If there’s a beginning and an end to love, then he’s all for me.

We prioritize us first, everything else second.

It goes without saying, after his morning teasing, I fuck him in the shower. Then we celebrate my graduation a few hours later. Four long years of hard schooling are finally over.

Finn’s whistles and cheering are loudest from the stands as I accept my degree.

I send him a wink and he grins back at me.

The love I have for Finn is a living thing inside me.

The black wedding band we put on each other’s fingers last year is a symbol of what we are. Finn was the one who pursued marriage. He beat me to the proposal by a year.

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