Cross My Heart

Epilogue

NOAH

I can’t believe I just got engaged to the love of my life. If someone had said this would happen a year ago, I would’ve laughed. And yet here we are, happier than ever. We extended our engagement weekend getaway into a week-long vacation, and now it’s our last night here. We’ve spent all day in bed, and I plan on keeping it that way until tomorrow. I’m sore all over, and I bet Tyler is too, but I don’t even care. I welcome the pain.

Getting out of the shower, I wrap a towel around my waist and step out of the bathroom. The bedroom is cold, and I raise the temperature at the thermostat. Just as I begin to dry my body, Tyler steps out of the bathroom too with a glint in his eye. I watch the droplets cascade down his chest toward the towel slung low on his hips, and my mouth waters.

He knows exactly what he’s doing to me.

I’m insatiable, and it doesn’t even matter that we’ve been at it for hours. He’s definitely drained my balls, and yet here I am getting hard again. And all it takes is one heated look from him.

Tyler walks over to me and buries his face into the crook of my neck, kissing it, and splays one hand on my abs, while the other one plays with the towel wrapped around my hips.

“Again?” I ask him with a smirk, raising an eyebrow.

He smiles against my skin and bites my neck. “Always.”

His hand undoes my towel, and he lets it slip to the ground. My cock thickens further, begging for attention. Which he immediately provides, wrapping his fingers around my length. I close my eyes and let my head fall back as he strokes me, enjoying every second of it. But it’s not enough, it will never be enough when it comes to him. I’ll always want more and more and more.

Prying his hand off me, I turn around and face him. His pupils are blown, and his bottom lip is caught between his teeth. It makes my dick twitch, and I begin to push him back until his knees hit the back of the bed. He spreads his legs for me as his back hits the mattress, drops his towel, and puts himself on full display.

“So fucking pretty, Tyler,” I murmur. “So fucking mine.”

Tyler groans as I wrap a hand around his cock, stroking him to full mast, and I grin. This will never get old. But instead of shoving his legs apart and grabbing the lube under the pillow, I lie down next to him on the bed.

“What are you doing, Noah?” he asks, looking into my eyes. I wrap my hand around my cock and begin to jerk it slowly, and his eyes get caught in the movement. “Why are you all the way over there and not between my legs?”

I take a deep breath and look into his eyes, trying to convey all the emotions I’m feeling. “Fuck me, Ty,” I tell him, and his brows furrow in confusion. “I want you to own me. Show me how much you love me. I want it all with you, and it starts now. Our lives start now. Our forever.”

Tyler’s eyes widen, and his mouth drops wide open. “A-are you sure?”

“Yes.” I nod. “I want it.”

He nods, crawling on top of me, and spreading my legs wide. He positions me how he wants me, then dips down and takes my cock in his mouth. The warm, wet suction is enough to make my toes curl, and I grab the lube from under the pillow, the one I placed there when we first got to this room a week ago. I didn’t want anything to take us out of the moment, and it’s clearly paying off right now. Because when he pops off my cock and looks at the bottle in my hand, he smirks.

“Someone’s ready.” He grins, and I chuckle.

“I’ve been ready for this for a while now,” I admit. “I was just waiting for our special night.”

“Mmmm,” Ty moans when he takes my cock back into his mouth, and my hips jerk involuntarily. He uncaps the lube and pulls away from me, slathering his fingers with a generous amount of lube. Then he brings them to my entrance, and I spread my legs even wider for him. “That’s it, baby. Show me that pretty hole.”

I close my eyes at the feeling of being on full display, but I know it’s just him, so I breathe through it. One finger presses against my rim, putting a small amount of pressure on it, and I relax and bear down. His finger begins to slip in, going past the tight ring of muscle, and I gasp, feeling the burn. Soon enough he’s adding a second one, scissoring his fingers inside of me. And once a third one is in and he deems me ready, he pulls them out slowly.

I feel empty without him, and I groan and open my eyes. His are already on me, and he smiles softly down at me. He covers his cock with lube, and with the excess on his hand, he grabs my length and begins to stroke me. I moan at the feeling of his slippery hand working me, and when he presses his cock to my entrance, I try my best to?—

“Relax, baby,” he whispers, thrusting in slowly, just the tip. It somehow burns still, but I hold my breath. “Breathe, Noah. Let me in.”

I let go of the breath I was holding and inhale once more, letting it out slowly. He gives me shallow thrusts, and before long, he’s seated deep inside of me, all the way to the hilt. My ass burns, the invasion making me feel fuller than ever, and I grab his ass and try to make him?—

“Move, please,” I beg him. “I need you to fuck me.”

Tyler gives me a sinful smirk, pulling back, and thrusting back in. He sits back on his haunches and pushes my legs toward my chest, creating a new angle that has him pegging my prostate with every thrust. My eyes roll to the back of my head as he grabs my legs and keeps them pushed up toward my chest, bracing himself to fuck me deeper, harder. The groans coming out of him make my balls tighten, making my ass clench, and he hisses.

“This is why I never top,” Ty groans. “You’re gonna make me fucking come if you keep doing that.”

I smirk, but it falls in place of another moan. “Just like that, Ty,” I tell him breathlessly. “Don’t fucking stop.”

“Look at how pretty you are, taking my cock, Noah,” he moans. “Goddamn, I’ve never seen anything so hot in my entire life.”

“Oh, fuck,” I moan. “Faster, Tyler, fuck me faster.”

Tyler fucks me faster, deeper, harder, until the loudest sound in the room is our skin slapping against each other. Our pants, groans, and moans are a beautiful symphony, and I never want this moment to be over.

Liquid heat unlike anything I’ve ever experienced pools in my lower belly, and with his next thrust my spine begins to tingle. Pleasure is all I know as I watch his face, jaw slacked, eyes glossed over. He looks wrecked for me, utterly decimated, and I’ve never seen anything more beautiful. It pushes me right toward the edge. I need to come. I need it more than I’ve ever needed anything in my life.

“Oh, God, Noah,” Tyler moans. “So warm and so fucking tight.” His eyes roll to the back of his head as he thrusts in once more, and I groan. My balls draw up with the need to come.

“I need to come,” I moan. “I need to touch myself.”

“No, baby,” Ty says. “You can come without it. I wanna see you come without it.”

“Baby, I—I don’t know if I can do it.”

But with his next thrust, my cock begins to spurt cum everywhere. He pegs my prostate over and over, milking my cock with every thrust.

“Oh, fuck, yes, baby,” Tyler groans. “Look at you, so fucking sexy.”

“Come for me, Ty.” I clench my ass, and he moans loudly. “I want you to fill me up?—”

But I don’t even get to finish before I feel his cock twitching inside of me, filling me up. It’s warm, and I feel it coming out as he pulls back. It’s unlike anything I’ve ever felt before, but I don’t hate it. If I’m being honest, I definitely like this. Maybe we can alternate from now on.

Tyler lets go of my legs, and I spread them to accommodate him. He falls onto me, bracing himself on either side of my head to keep his weight off me. But I just push him down, not giving a damn about the mess on my belly and chest. He doesn’t seem to care either, because he buries his face in the crook of my neck and pants. His breaths are ragged like he just ran a marathon, and I grin.

“Was that good, Ty?” I whisper. “Did you like it?”

“Like it?” he chuckles. “Pretty sure I almost died, I came so hard.”

“Same.” I grin. “I think I almost blacked out.”

He falls to the side, taking me with him until we’re facing each other. And then he looks into my eyes. And I see my feelings reflected in his—love and adoration at the forefront. And I swear to all the gods and every religion that there’s nothing and no one who will ever compare to him.

“I love you,” Tyler murmurs. “More than anything in the world.”

“I love you too and more.”

“Promise?” he asks, and I grin.

“Cross my heart.”