I hold him steady and kiss him through it, whispering how well he did.
I brush a curl from his forehead, my heart hammering as I take him in.
He’s beautiful, wrecked, glowing.
Mine.
Looking at him, I realize there’s no point pretending anymore. I don’t want to wait any longer. I need him to know how deeply I feel. I draw a deep breath and say the three words I have never said to anyone.
“I love you.”
Antonio stills.
CHAPTER 48 – ANTONIO
Caspian’s hands are still on me. One warm and steady at my waist.One gentle at my neck.
His breath brushes my cheek.
My body is trembling from the orgasm, like a seismic shock I wasn’tprepared for.
It felt different from the ones I’ve given myself. It was scary, too. I hadn’trealized it could be terrifying to let go like that.
Caspian helped me.
I know he’d never ask me to do something I couldn’t. It helped me to letgo—for him.
Because I’m his good boy and he loves me.
My mind struggles to understand. I’m not sure it can.
“Antonio.”
I blink when I hear his voice. How long have I been quiet?
He wipes a tear off my cheek.
“You don’t have to say anything. I don’t expect you to say it back.”
“But I—” My voice breaks.
I clear my throat and try again. I grab his shirt, tug him closer, and bury myface against his shoulder. I want to climb inside his ribcage and stay there.
“It’s okay,” he murmurs. “I promise you it’s okay.”
How can he say that? It’s not okay—it’s life-altering.
A total rewrite of my history.
Caspian loves me.
I came from rubbing myself on his thigh.
I came because he said I can.
It feels like magic. No—it feels like love.
I look at him in awe.
