He pulls back and thrusts in again, then again and again. Each time I’m climbing higher, hitting this place I’ve never touched, that I never knew existed, this pure, blissful spot where everything feels overwhelming yet not enough.
“That’s it. You take my dick so well. Look at you, my chaotic little bottom, always ready for my cock.”
Again and again and again, he gives it to me, praises me, tells me how good I am to him, what I mean to him, that he’s not going anywhere.
My eyes get blurry, and I swipe at the wetness. Am I crying? I’ve never cried in my life. I mean, I assume I did as a child, but not since I can remember. I didn’t even cry when I found Mom.
“Shh. I’m here.” Shai leans down, kisses and licks my tears away as he keeps fucking me, keeps making me feel good the way only he can. This man whogetsme, parts of me that not even Cillian gets…and he gets us.
I seal our lips together, wrap my legs around him, wish this could go on forever. When he leans back and looks at me again, it’s like the sky opens inside me, emotion raining down, only for the sun to come out and make me feel like I’mglowing…
This, right here. This is the moment. This is it. I feel what I saw when I looked at Ollie that first night the three of us were together, and I understand it for what it is. This is what he feels for Cillian…what I feel for Shai…and now I can say it, I know it, I fucking live and breathe it.
“I love you.” I say the words with intent, and Shai’s pace stumbles.
“Say it again.” He smiles.
“I love you.”
He fucks harder and faster. We’re both right there. I can feel it. Like we’re in sync, like every step we take will always be together. He grabs my hand and licks it, and then I shove it between our bodies, stroking myself while he fucks me, stretches me, possesses me.
Loves me.
“I’m coming, fuck, I’m gonna shoot,” I say, and the second the words leave my mouth, his dick twitches inside me. Shai cries out my name above me, filling me, emptying his balls in me, leaving another part of himself inside me. I feel like I’m spiraling, like I’m in a free fall, my dick jerking, balls drawing up, cum shooting while we’re lost in this unknown world together.
And when we’re both done, he falls beside me, pulls me close, takes my mouth in another kiss before saying, “Tell me again, Cherry.”
“You’re getting awfully bossy.”
“Please?”
How can I deny him that? “I love you.”
“I know.” He kisses the tip of my nose. “I love you too.”
We lie together, catching our breath, until my stomach growls.
“You’re a bottomless pit,” he teases. “Come on.”
We do a quick job of cleaning up, and I grab my plane on our way downstairs. The whole crew is in the kitchen, making breakfast, everyone turning silent when we walk in.
“I’m in love,” I say.
“You didn’t know that?” Dean asks.
“I’m emotionally stunted, asshole.” I give him the finger.
“We heard.” Ollie blushes.
“Yep. Me too,” Ash adds. “Heard some banging as well.”
Zuri shrugs. “Sorry. Kinda hard to miss.”
“Am I supposed to be embarrassed? He can fuck me on the kitchen table in front of all of you for all I care. He’s got a great dick.”
“Oh Jesus.” Shai rubs a hand over his face.
“What’s that?” Tiernan asks, pointing to the plane in my hand, but he knows, both he and Cillian do, and they’re staring at it.
