We lock eyes in the mirror once more. The pace is slow now, and Torren kisses me sweetly along my shoulder. My hands find his hips to stop him from thrusting.
I want to finish in the missionary position, so I can watch his face when he comes. Carefully, I pull my ass from his dick, then lie on my back.
I lift my legs, holding my knees, and say, “Come here, stud.”
Torren lies on top of me, sliding back into my gaping hole with ease, and we stare into each other’s eyes. He rests his head on my forehead, wrapping his arms around me.
“I’m close, baby.”
He called me baby.
I give him a kiss and press my hands to his ass, guiding them up and down. “Fill me up, Daddy. You know I love it when you come in me.”
Our lips connect, kissing and panting into each other’s mouths. Then Torren releases inside me with a guttural yell that makes the bed vibrate.
He lies on top of me, our bodies pressed together, before he lowers down to trail his tongue along my shaft. Torren looks up at me with reverence, then pushes my cock to the back of his throat. A soft cry escapes me, and I watch as he worships my dick. Soon, my orgasm comes, and I begin gasping, letting him know it’s coming. He never takes his mouth off. My release floods his mouth, and I can hear the satisfied humscoming from him. He swallows all of it, then climbs up my body once more and kisses me, letting me taste my release.
We lie together, coming down from the incredible high. The music thumps below, but we ignore it. Torren lies on my chest, his hand over my heart, and I’m massaging his scalp.
He called me baby.
And that’s how we fall asleep.
Chapter 36
Torren
On our way back to the shop, I’m instantly aware that something hasshifted inside me.
Felix is it for me. Period.
And there’s no taking that back.
I’ve pushed him away for so long, but I can’t anymore.
None of this friends bullshit anymore. I want to tell him how much he means to me, and I want him to move in with me. It’s a major step, but I don’t want him around Hargrove during election night, and I sure as hell don’t want him in some random apartment in the sketchiest part of the Patch.
Last night solidified that Icando this. I can control myself. I can do hard things, and they’re easier with Felix by my side,
Once we’re back at the shop, I make up my mind to tell Felix all of this. I leave the bathroom to see him on the ground rummaging through his backpack when a bunch of pill bottles roll out onto the floor.
I close the distance between us and pick up a bottle. “Are you still taking these?” I ask. There’s nothing wrong with taking medication, but the way Felix reacted to it still haunts me.
Felix shakes his head. “No, I keep them because my father sometimeschecks. I’m supposed to take them at certain times of the day. Not having them would be suspicious.”
“Hmm.” I set the bottle back down. There are so many bottles…
Way too many.
Felix sighs and adds, “It’ll be so nice not to have to sneak around when I move out. The first thing I am going to do is throw that shit away. I don’t even like looking at them.”
“Do you know what they are?” I ask. Felix shakes his head no. “They’re making you take fistfuls of pills, and you don’t even know what you’re taking?” I reach for a bottle again to check the labels. Nothing seems off, and I don’t really know the generic names of most meds, but my gut tells me something is wrong. “Can I take one of each so I can have our doctor take a look?”
If nothing else, maybe we can have him prescribe something better. If Felix actually needs something, then a doctor I trust can help him.
“Sure.” Felix gets one from each bottle and hands them to me. “Let me know what they are when you find out. I wouldn’t put it past my father to be poisoning me.”
He laughs sarcastically, but, honestly, I think we both wouldn’t put it past Hargrove to do something like that.
