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“We need to talk about the tour.”
Patrick unfolded his six-foot-five body from the sofa and got on his knees in front of me. He wedged himself between my thighs and took my face in his hands. Looking into them, he pulled my face to his.
“I know things are strained between us, but can we please have tonight to celebrate and just be you and me? Forget the world and everyone in it. Just me and you, like we’ve always been.”
“Patrick,” I whispered, the emotion thick in my throat before he sealed his mouth over mine. His tongue slipped past my lips, and I sank into his warmth, wrapping my arms around him. I wanted to stay like this forever.
His warm hands slipped under my t-shirt and ran across my cool skin, sending chills rolling over my body. Working my shirt up with his arms, he pulled back long enough to slip it over my head. His fingers trailed over my tattoos before he leaned in to kiss the one over my heart. The one that represented us.
He looked into my eyes, so close I could feel his breath on my skin. “Let’s go to bed. I want to make love to you, Cole.”
I hesitated, knowing if I did this, my heart was going to split wide open even more than it was now. But for this precious moment in time, I had him in my arms. And it was only him and me. I was so selfish when it came to Patrick.
My Patrick.
Nodding, I got up off the sofa to head to his room. Patrick pulled me back and kissed me sweetly before wrapping his arm around me.
The room was lit by the city lights below. I watched him undress as he watched me, neither of us saying a word. Just watching and loving each other with our eyes. He was muscle from head to toe, and I knew I could look at him forever.
Once we were naked, he reached for me, then pulled me onto the bed. I landed on my back and Patrick moved over me on his hands and knees. He looked down at me and circled the head of my leaking shaft with his palm, collecting my arousal before reaching for my cock.
I hummed at the heat and his touch on my sensitive skin. My eyes closed and my back arched as he stroked me exactly the way he knew I liked it.
I squirmed and moaned, lost in the moment, thrusting my hips up into his big hand. I needed more to get where I was headed, and he was edging me.
“Patrick, please. I need more.”
“I’ve got you, babe. Just hold on.”
He moved down my body and swallowed me whole. My eyes rolled back in my head. I saw stars every time he deep throated my shaft. And when he pushed a finger into me, I emitted a low, growly moan as he brushed his finger over my gland. One finger became two, and when three were comfortably inside me, I couldn’t wait any longer.
“Baby, I’m gonna cum.”
Patrick released my cock and withdrew his fingers from me. “Not yet. I want you to look at you.”
He kissed me, then reached over to the nightstand for what we needed. His massive dick did not need to be any harder. It was perfect, like him. It was our situation that wasn’t.
Popping the lid, he squeezed it into the palm of my hand. Closing my fist, I warmed it a bit before running my hand over his cock.
Climbing back onto the bed, he moved back into place as I spread my legs. Patrick took his slick shaft and held it at my entrance. My right hand went to his shoulder, then around his neck.
Patrick cursed and moaned as he slipped inch by wicked inch into me until he was fully seated inside me. He stared into my eyes and watched me for any sign of pain before he relaxed over me.
“I need to move, babe,” he whispered as I looked into his eyes, then leaned down to take my mouth with his. I closed my eyes and sank into the kiss as he made love to me.
We kissed until we came apart, both of us needing to breathe. My release coated my chest, making me sticky.
Patrick lowered himself onto my body and kissed me as we rolled to our sides in our perfect circus trick. We’d figured out how to do that when we were in college and fucked like rabbits.
The memory made me smile, and Patrick cupped my face after ending our kiss. “I love you, Cole.”
I put my hand over his where he ran his thumb across my skin. “And I love you, Patrick. But sometimes, love isn’t enough.”
He pulled back some, still holding on to me. Staring into my eyes, he must have seen my agony. “What are you saying, Cole?”
I swallowed the pain in my throat as the tears began. “I’ve moved out of the house for a while, Patrick. I’m going to stay with Adam when we get back.”
His head reared back like I’d punched him as he looked at me in confusion. His eyes started tearing. “But I’m coming with you on the road.”
