Miles lies down beside me, pulling me close, his dick slipping out of me. I love the way he holds me. It’s all need, just like he needed to take and control my release, and I can feel in the way he holds me that he was finally able to let go of all that tension. Pride bursts in my chest, knowing I have this power. That he’s always terrified of pulling me into the darkness, yet somehow I always shine brightest when I’m with him.
“Best. Date. Ever,” I tell him, earning a laugh.
“The next one will be even better.”
“Promise?”
“Actually, the next one’s on you, so it might not be quite as good.”
I laugh. “Asshole.”
“I know,” he whispers against my flesh before nuzzling my neck, breathing me in.
As much as I love surrendering to him, in this moment, he’s surrendering to me, his body betraying all his usual assholery and defensiveness, and giving himself to me.
“Thank you for tonight,” I say, but he’s breathing so deeply, I don’t know if he heard me before he fell asleep.
29
Miles
The past fewweeks of being Dax’s boyfriend have been so much fun.
Not the fucking…well, notonlythe fucking. Staying up too late, watching shows together. Hearing him tell me about the drama at his job. Or just talking about the ridiculous shenanigans his fratbros are always getting up to.
And the cuddles.Especiallythe cuddles.
I’m actually eager to get up in the morning, not forced to because I had some hellish dream about Mom. I even find myself spending more time with my friends. I’m not really one to meet them out unless there’s something going on, like the auction or a TaskFrat Challenge, but since Dax and I became an item, I’m making more of an effort, which is why I’m meeting them at the coffee shop near campus today.
“Just need to post an assignment real quick,” Caleb says as he settles at the table we grabbed.
“It’s cool,” Tatum says, absorbed with his phone. “I have to let a few of my followers know they need to pay extra for my VIP video.”
“Speaking of sexy content,” I say, “I need to send you the videos Dax shot of me working.”
Since we became official, Dax has been eager to record with me when I’m inspired, which has become more frequent lately.Then I just send the file over to Tatum, and he does his magic and takes his cut.
Tatum drops his phone in his lap, pouting. “This sucks for me.”
“What are you on about?”
“Iwas your designated cameraman before you got all lovey-dovey with Dax.”
“Aw, are you jealous you’re having to share recording me with my boyfriend?”
Tatum glares at me. “Obviously, I’m jealous about the part where he’s getting to sit on your dick.”
“Maybe that’s why it could never work. Dax doesn’t just sit.”
Tatum rolls his eyes. “If he’s made you this corny, then I think I’m gonna quickly become unattracted to you.”
“Liar,” I tease.
He doesn’t deny it, just takes a sip of his pumpkin-spice latte. “So after we finish here, you guys want to come back to my place for video games?”
“That sounds cool,” Caleb says, shrugging as he closes his laptop.
“You know I’m shit at those,” I remind them, as if they need it.
