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He smiled against my skin. “We’re getting there. Just be patient.”
“Not what I meant, but okay.”
Patrick sucked on my earlobe, causing an involuntary hip thrust from me and making me grunt. “What did you mean, then?”
When he stopped assaulting my earlobe, I could think. “I, um… I can’t seem to hold in all these feelings anymore.”
He sighed heavily and sucked on my Adam’s apple. God, I loved that.
“Then don’t,” he whispered across my skin.
It was becoming increasingly more difficult for me to think and put coherent sentences together, and when his hand slipped to the front of my pants, my eyes closed and all talking was over.
“Can you fuck me?” he whispered into my ear as he slowly stroked my cock, his thumb circling the crown and smearing my sticky fluid over the top.
I bit my bottom lip and released a groan as I shifted to expose more of my throat to his lips.
“Cole? You’re gonna have to take my dick out for me.”
Lost in the sensation, I finally came out of the haze of desire when Patrick withdrew his hand from my pants. I slipped my left leg off the sofa and planted it on the floor to balance myself. Reaching down, I tugged his track pants down and off, then stepped out of mine.
I leaned over to get the lube we kept in the drawer and made my way back to him.
Patrick bent his knees as he stroked himself as I moved between them. I ripped my shirt over my head. His eyes roamed my body with loving attention, leaving warm trails where his eyes had been.
When I was in place, he pulled his knees back, exposing himself to me.
Leaning forward, I positioned my cock at his entrance and brought my lips millimeters from his. “I’m yours forever. There’s no one else for me.”
Patrick leaned up and took my mouth as I slowly pushed forward, the head of my cock nudging itself against his opening, turning me on even more. But it wasn’t enough.
I sat up and grabbed the bottle. Opening the cap, I squeezed some into my hand and dropped it to the floor. Reaching down, I wrapped my hand around his shaft before moving to his opening.
I used my right hand to open him up, using my pre-cum to work him open when the lube wasn’t enough. His eyes rolled back and closed at the feeling of the intrusion.
He panted and moaned as one finger became two. Working his shaft to the same rhythm as my fingers inside me, we were riding the edge of our release.
“Now, baby,” he moaned as I removed my fingers from him.
I held my cock at his entrance and locked my eyes on him. There was something about watching him as I slowly sank into him that was more intimate than any act of sex we could do. We’d only done this with each other, and knowing it made me so fucking happy.
He knew my body better than I did. I didn’t have to tell him what I liked anymore, he just knew. And when we went from heated, frantic passion, to watching each other fall apart as we made love, it made me feel closer to him. Almost losing him had changed how I looked at everything. He was even more precious to me now than before.
We eased into our slow rhythm, me moving as Patrick met me with coordinated thrusts. My orgasm was approaching with every graze along his gland, so I bent down to take his mouth with mine as we both found our release together.
When the euphoria had faded, I pulled out and lowered myself carefully onto Patrick’s body, but not enough to bother his still-healing wound. My head found his shoulder as I placed sweet, adoring kisses along his neck. We’d need to shower soon, but I needed to hold him and feel his body pressed to mine.
Patrick’s right hand ran up and down my back, creating goosebumps along my skin as his erection retreated from my body. “I love being with you like this,” he said, rubbing his cheek along the bridge of my nose and forehead.
“Yeah, I know. I feel closer to you now than I ever have.”
He was quiet for a moment, but I felt him nod in agreement. “Please promise me you’ll try not to be angry with me when you hear all I have to tell you. Please don’t leave me again.”
I rose to my elbows to look down at him. His face was awash with pain and worry.
“Patrick, you’re going to have to be the one to leave, because I’m not going anywhere. Right now, I don’t care why you kept us in the closet. My biggest regret is I didn’t make you feel like you could tell me what that reason was.”
He looked into my eyes as my hair flopped over one side of my face. “I don’t think I could have told you without Donovan’s help. It took me weeks to pinpoint the root of all those feelings. But I think we did, and I’m going to tell you everything.”
