“Oh god!” he whimpers. “That feels different.”
“Good different or bad different?”
“Just different… it feels amazing though, keep going.”
I thrust into him again, pulling his body back against me and wrapping my arms around him. My pumps become shallower, choosing to stay deep inside him.
“Look at you,” I murmur, “you haven’t seen me for a month and now you’re taking my cock twice in one day. You’ve gotten greedy, baby.”
His head falls back against my shoulder. “I’ll have to remember that twice a day is too much for you,” he says, a smile playing on his lips. “I won’t let it happen again.”
I chuckle, drawing back and thrusting into him even harder. “If you’re gonna be a brat about it I’ll take you a third time. Let’s see how much you enjoy walking out there to spend time with your friends and family after you’ve been fucked in the ass three times.”
His body tightens around me, and a moan escapes him.
“Mmm, you like the sound of that, don’t you baby? Having everyone know you’ve been fucked.”
“No,” he whimpers, but his body is telling a different story.
“Oh, I think you do.” I graze my teeth over his shoulder to his neck. “Maybe I need to mark you here, just to make it crystal clear to everyone who you belong to, and what we’ve been doing up here.”
Another whimper escapes him when I gently start to suck on his neck. Fuck… the thought of seeing my mark on him, of everyone seeing it, it’s too much. I pound into him, my movements getting more and more erratic.
“Can you come again for me, baby? Touch yourself so you can strangle my cock when you come.”
He obeys without question, and I love the sight of him jerking himself off as I watch from over his shoulder.
“That’s it, look at you being so good for me.”
We come together, both our bodies shaking with intensity.
“I really fucking love you,” I pant into his neck, licking the mark I made with my teeth.
“I really fucking love you too.” His head falls back against my shoulder, the look on his face one of pure joy.
“Come on, let’s get dressed, it’s time to introduce me to everyone properly, as your boyfriend, not your fucking roommate.”
“I’m sorry about that,” he murmurs, “but please can we stay here, just a few more minutes.”
He turns in my arms and lifts up onto his tiptoes, the signal that he wants to be picked up. I happily oblige, lifting him into my arms and pressing him back into the shower wall as we kiss, whispering that we love each other, that this is it, we’re together, we belong to each other, no matter what anyone else says.
Chapter 26
Donovan
I’mdressedandtryingto make myself look presentable, well, like I haven’t just had my brains fucked out, before going out to see everyone. But I gasp when I step in front of the mirror.
“How am I supposed to hide this?” I ask, pointing at the hickey Stephen left on my neck.
He appears behind me, resting his chin on my shoulder and pressing his whole body against mine, arms wrapped around my waist.
“You’re not,” he says, “that’s so that everyone knows you’re mine.”
“My mom is out there. I don’t think she needs to know that we’re together in this much detail.”
He chuckles, “And you honestly believe your mom will just think we’ve been up here talking?”
“There’s a difference between having suspicions, and then literally seeing a hickey on my neck.” I gesture to it again, the color vibrant against my skin.
