"Like you? You saved me, Dare. You came after me. You showed me there's life after trauma. That I can rebuild my life again. I don't just like you. I love you. But you know that already."
I pressed my lips together, trying to suppress another smile and shrugged.
"Doesn't mean it gets old hearing you say it," I said.
"In that case," he started and leaned in. "I love you, Dare Patterson. I love you so much I can't even begin to describe."
And before I could respond, he kissed me softly. It didn't mean my cock didn't get hard in an instant.
"Damn," I hummed.
"What?" he asked and pulled back to study my face and body. "Did that hurt?"
I smirked.
"Only in the best of ways."
"Huh?"
"Nothing. I just thought I'd be too tired after such an adrenaline rush, but nope. I'm hard as a rock and you barely even touched me."
"Oh," Zach said and got up.
"Sorry. It's okay. Don't stop. You can just kiss me."
He turned back around to face me and offered me his hand with a grin.
"Who said I was stopping?"
I took it and he helped me up.
"Where are we going?"
"Where do you think?" He raised an eyebrow and led me across the living room, through the hallway and into the bedroom, where he shut the door in Lookah's face after telling him this was a moment just for the two of us.
"He's going to hate you after that," I said as he helped me down on the bed and reacquainted his lips with mine.
"That's okay. I'll live with it as long asyoudon't hateme," he mumbled in between kisses.
"Never," I replied and I laid down on my side and Zach climbed up next to me.
"Good. Good," he hummed.
His hand floated over my face, neck and chest as he brought his lips back onto mine and I could taste him again.
It had been a long day. Too long. Too much time was spent away from him, but we were both here now and I was so happy I could burst. As it were, every single breath, every single touch felt ten times more intense than it had before. I didn't know if it was almost losing him or if my body was too sore and sensitive and I didn't care. All I wanted was to be with him. To take care of him.For him to take care of me. To be together from now until the end of time.
Zach deepened the kiss and when I tried to hold him closer, a twinge in my arm made me cry out. Zach apologized and pushed me flat on the bed.
"Don't worry, baby. I'll take care of you," he said and proceeded to take off all my clothes before he sat on top of me and kissed me again.
My cock throbbed. How could it not when he was sitting on top of me, his ass cheeks pressing against me? It was pure bliss.
Correction.
It was pure bliss when he started grinding against me and I couldn't hold back the gasps of pleasure that rolled through me.
I put my hands on his ass and gave his cheeks a squeeze, making him flinch and his kiss to waver as he took a deep breath.
