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“Uh-huh, yes. Give it to me.”
Blake pushed back, and this time, I let him. We both groaned as I sank farther inside until I was pressed up right against his backside. He clenched around me, his fingers gripping the sheets beneath him, and I had to take a couple of deep breaths before I blew my load.
“I love you,” I whispered as I slowly began to move. “I love you.”
I repeated it over and over again. I needed Blake to know that I meant it, that I wanted him and no one else for the rest of my life. So that when he found out what I had done, he would forgive me and would continue to love me in the same way.
“Tell me you love me, too.”
“I love you, Tommy.”
I groaned. “Again, Bug.” I pulled out of him, only to plunge back in. The sound he made was sexy and feral, causing my balls to draw up.
“I love you, Tommy.” Blake reached his arm back, and I grabbed his hand to lace our fingers together. “I love you. I love you. I love you.”
Heat streaked up my spine and over my body. “You and me.”
“Me and you,” Blake promised.
He let out cry of pleasure as he came, his release spraying over the bed beneath him, and that pushed me over the edge. I joined him, yanking him up onto his knees and wrapping my arm around his waist.
“Mine, all fucking mine, and no one else will ever touch you again,” I growled as I emptied myself inside of him.
Blake sighed softly, his hand gripping my arm. I felt his body relax as I placed him back onto the bed, away from the mess he had made. I yanked on my boxers and rushed to the bathroom, wet a cloth to clean him up, and hurried back, only to find Blake snoring softly. I couldn’t help but smile at how content he looked.
I cleaned up him, lifted him from the bed and placed him on the floor before I changed the sheets. I then put boxers on Blake, put him back in the bed, and climbed in with him, pulling him against my chest.
“You and me, Bug,” I murmured as I started to drift off.
Me and you.
Chapter Forty
Tommy
Killian huffed out a sigh as he stood next to me and groaned softly. I tried to ignore him, but when he did it again, I turned to look at him. He popped a brow, sighed again, and rolled his blue eyes before he smirked at me. Always needed to be the center of attention. Dramatic, much?
“Are you bored? Do you need me to entertain you? I was always good at juggling.” I asked.
Killian shrugged. “Uh, yeah. There’s literally nothing here for me.” He pointed at the display case in front of him. “Why am I even here? I’ve stepped foot in one jewelry store in my life, and that was for Matthias.” His eyes widened. “Wait a second, are you looking for a ring for Blake? Is that why we’re here?”
“I was thinking about it.” I chewed on my bottom lip. “You think he’ll say yes?”
Killian flashed a smile. “Yeah, man, I know he’ll say yes.” He nudged me with his shoulder. “You make Blake happy.”
“Do I?” I asked.
Killian nodded. “Blake was...” He stopped as he tried to gather his thoughts together. “Not the same person without you. I was a dick, Maverick was an asshole, Dean was hiding, but Blake? Blake was just fucking existing. He hardly smiled, he never laughed, and it felt like he was just going through the motions. Buy your guy a ring, Tom. Make him yours.”
“You’re not a dick, Killian.”
“I was. And I’m sorry for treating you like shit when we were younger.”
My jaw dropped. “We were kids,” I muttered under my breath.
I had wanted nothing more than to befriend Killian as a teen. He was so cool in my eyes, the way he could work a crowd, the sound of his voice. I idolized my brother, but Killian was on a whole other level. He had everyone eating out of the palm of his hand, and he knew it.
“Just let me apologize.” He flashed a smile. “I was a monster, and being a kid doesn’t excuse that.”
