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“I like being with you,” I told him. It wasn’t enough to explain what I was feeling. For the first time in my life, I felt bad that I couldn’t really explain what was going through my mind.
“I like being with you too,” he told me. It was his smile that let me know he understood all the things I couldn’t say.
Something had broken between us. Something big. I was able to read him. Able to understand all the things he couldn’t express, as well as convey all the things I couldn’t say.
The concept of time ceased to exist. Life outside this room faded away. I was pushed past all the things I gripped tightly every single day, and I didn’t even try to hold on to them.
My skin hummed. My body shook. My cock leaked and throbbed.
“Touch me,” I begged. Then my focus was on his hand as he wrapped it around my desperate cock. He stroked me slowly. “Make me come. I want to see you covered in me.”
“Fuck, Mi,” he breathed out as his hand began to work faster. “Yeah? That what you want? You want to mark me with your cum? You gonna rub it in when you’re done? Make sure everyone knows I’m yours.”
Something feral and raw clawed at my insides. His words had opened up something inside of me.
That image he’d just painted, I became blinded with it.
I didn’t think I could contain the animal inside of me. It was about to roar so loud I would surely wake anyone within the walls of this house. But did I care? No.
Remy seemed to feel the explosion rising up inside of me. His hand left my hip, and then he was pushing his thumb inside my mouth. I sucked it as my balls drew up. I might have even bit it, unable to hold myself back as I came so hard that my vision blurred. My ass clenched around him, and that was when I felt his cock throb. He came inside me with a grunt. I blinked my eyes open to see him biting his bottom lip so hard I was worried he’d pierce right through the damn thing.
My breaths came out heavy. I sagged as my hands planted on his chest. His hand, covered in my cum, now rested on his stomach, just inches from my spent cock. There were splatters of my release all the way up to his chin. And when I noticed the glob of creamy release right under his bottom lip, I smiled. Yeah, I felt like I came that hard. And because he’d put the image there, I couldn’t help but press my hand into the mess. I held his gaze as I moved my palm around. The smile on his lips was one that I’d never seen on him.
“Satisfied?” he asked me, that smile turning into a sexy smirk.
“Maybe,” I said as I brought my hand up to his lips. He sucked my fingers into his mouth, cleaning them thoroughly before swiping his tongue over my palm.
That was way hotter than any fantasy I’d ever conjured up before.
I’d be holding on to this for a long time, using it when I was alone. Oh yeah, I so would.
His hand wrapped around the back of my neck. Before I knew what was going on, my lips were mashed against his. His tongue pushed into my mouth, and I tasted my salty release on him. If I wasn’t so spent, I would have been uncomfortably hard. I might have even moaned as he plundered my mouth.
“You are amazing,” he breathed against my mouth as he released me.
I didn’t know what to make of that or what to say, so I kissed him again.
23
Remy
“Well, this is almost over,” Milo said. His tone was almost casual, but there was something in the way he was doing everything he could to avoid looking at me that said he wasn’t okay.
First, he put his glasses away, pushing slightly on one corner of the case, and then the other until it was straight. Then he pretended to fluff his pillow for a good, long minute. And after that, he proceeded to smooth out the top of the comforter, as if it wasn’t going to get all rumpled during the night.
He’d let me inside of him last night, then done his best to avoid me this morning. I wasn’t having it, so I’d stolen him away for lunch. I took him to the deli, where I’d pushed into the booth beside him, somewhat trapping him. I just had to be close. He finally relaxed once I slung my arm around his neck, and I loved the way he didn’t give two shits about what anyone around us thought. He’d even let me kiss him on the way back to the office.
I got a few things out of him during lunch. He told me about what went down with his parents and the “odd chat” he’d had with his father in the early hours of the morning. Then he told me he didn’t want us to stop “whatever this is that we’re doing.”
That part made me happy. It was one step closer to him seeing me as a permanent fixture in his life.
After lunch, he’d shut himself up in his office for the rest of the afternoon and I didn’t bother him. Besides, I did have shit I had to do. Paperwork and a follow-up with Cade about how the mission went.
“This is,” I said. “But we don’t have to be.”
“Right, yeah. We did say that. But it won’t be like this.” He gestured around the room as if that would explain what he meant.
“I could stay here some nights,” I suggested. Then I took it a step further just to see how he’d react. “And you could come stay over at my place.”
