“I-I-I-I-I…”
Wrinkling my nose, I lowered my voice even further and said, “It gets me so fucking hot when I wake up and find your cum on me, Dario. On me and in me. By all means, don’t stop. Just…try recording it next time so I can at least see it when I wake up.”
Doing a doubletake, his head jerked off the pillow, his jaw falling further. “What the fuck?”
I winked and laid back down, peeking at him over my arm. “You heard me. I think it’d be hot as hell to fuck you while watching a video of you fucking me while I was passed out.”
“Jesus, I fucking love you, dude.”
Startled, I shot back to my elbows, my turn to gawk. “Don’t fucking say it unless you mean it, Dario!” I blasted, frantic.
Slowly pushing up to his fist, his leg bending to ease the pressure on his lower stomach, he cupped the back of my neck and pulled me, so our foreheads were together. “You think I’d say it if I didn’t mean it?”
Rattled to the core, I was shaking everywhere, my stomach spinning, my heart banging into my ribs. “Please,” I croaked, shaking my head. Images of Billy filling my thoughts, I muttered, “Don’t say it unless you mean it. I…I can’t go through that again. Not again. Please.”
He clucked his teeth and rolled his eyes, lying back down and pulling me with him. Curling against his side, my cheek on his chest, he was petting my head, neck and shoulder, our other hand twining together. Bringing them to his mouth, he kissed my knuckles.
“With how much I used to fear gayness, you really think I’d say those words if I didn’t mean them? I love you, Vin. I really do. I wouldn’t be here, in your bed, in your home, wanting to raise my kid with you if I didn’t.” He craned his neck to press his lips to my forehead, his voice barely above a whisper. “I wouldn’t take that stand with you in front of all the Serpents this weekend.”
I sat up a bit to stare at him in the darkness, my mind too afraid to accept this reality. I’d fooled myself too many times over the years with Billy, could I really take that leap of faith and believe in Dash?
A smile broke across his features, his thumb wiping the corner of my eye to knock away a loose lash. “And if things go sideways, despite The Boss, I’m ready to get on that jet and disappear with you forever.”
Emotions overwhelming me, I shook my head in disbelief. “How did this happen?”
“I dunno but I ain’t all too upset about it. I mean, think about it, babe. This was all way too easy. Me and you, my body training to take that fantastic dick. I mean, that tiny hole practically spread wide open like a two dollar whore for that cock. Barely hurt, at all.”
I snorted but continued to ogle in astonishment.
“Moving in here with you, acorn accepting us, Tiny accepting us. The Boss!” he chortled, shrugging his arm while still clinging to my hand. “All so goddamn easy. It has to mean it was meant to be, right?”
My heart stuck in my throat, I faintly nodded. “I think so. I mean, I like to believe so.”
“Yeah, me, too,” he sighed, kissing our knuckles once more. “Now, it’s a little too soon to be making official plans, but I kinda wanna talk about what bitch said earlier.”
My brows furrowing, I pouted. “What?”
“Us getting married one day.”
A zap of electricity shot straight through my core, sending an explosion that spread through every nook and cranny of my soul. Breathless, I gawked for a good fifteen seconds, fully expecting this to all be a dream and I was about to wake up.
“I think, because of acorn, you’re kinda gonna need to take my last name because if I take yours, we’re gonna have to change hers, too, and—”
I swept down, crushing my lips to his and thrusting my tongue into his mouth. He grunted but eagerly kissed me back, letting go of my hand to hold the back of my head. He groaned, his touch traveling lower to tuck into my sweats and cup a bare ass cheek.
Needing air in my lungs, I broke away, but left our lips touching, our noses together. My eyelids remaining closed, I whispered, “I love you so much, Dario.”
He groaned and pulled me closer. “Say that when you’re inside me, baby. Show me how much you love me.”
The room spinning around me, I crawled on top of him and settled between his thighs, in no rush for actual sexual contact. Right now, it was enough to hold, touch, kiss, taste, knowing he loved me. He loved me! He wasn’t going to hide me and pretend we weren’t together. He wasn’t going to start a whole entire life for the public and keep me a secret. We were going to face the Serpents and tell them we were in love. It would eventually reach the ears of rival gangs who were going to think that made us weak and want to test the boundaries Jackyl, and I had laid down years ago. It was going to cause a complete upheaval in our world.
But it didn’t matter because he was openly accepting me. We were going to live a normal life, get married, raise Piera together. So, it didn’t really matter what hell we were about to face because at the end of the day, we were taking a stand, together, and no one was going to be able to knock us down or break us apart.
Chapter 45
Vincent da Silva
Friday 10.11.2019