Kendall #2
“Uh, yeah. Sure it does,” he answered, while the hesitation in his voice and the bewildered expression on his face made it clear that to him, it absolutely did not.
Another watery laugh bubbled out of my mouth, and I cupped his face so he couldn’t turn or look away from me for even a second while I spoke to him.
“I love you so much,” I murmured. “I’ve been in love with you for most of my life. And I think I will be for the rest of it. I hope that doesn’t scare you.”
He blinked a few times, stunned by my sudden confession, but eventually nodded, his astonished eyes locked onto mine.
“No, it doesn’t scare me. That’s… It’s… I love you too,” he finally managed to stammer out.
“I kind of only just figured that out, and I wanted to find a better way to tell you, but…”
“It’s perfect like this.”
“Sorry it took me so long.”
Gripping his jaw on both sides, I pulled him into a kiss, the urgency of his lips on mine and the way his hands roamed over my back and hips purging me of every ounce of heartbreak I’d ever caused myself pining over him.
“I love you,” he repeated against my mouth, my lips parting with my gasp as he gripped my ass and lifted me just enough to meet his rolling hips on the way down, his thick shaft rubbing over my prostate as he repeated the motion again and again.
“Oh, Rhys. I love you, too.” I threw my head back, purring as his mouth latched onto my exposed throat. “That’s perfect, baby. You’re so good at fucking me.”
He moaned, his fingers tightening on my flesh as he bucked up into me just a little faster, and a little harder. “I love making you come. I love how tight you get around me, and how fucking pretty you sound.”
“Oh my god,” I panted, gripping onto his neck like a lifeline as his powerful thrusts bounced me up and down on his lap. “Don’t stop. Show me how much you love me. How much you love fucking me.”
He let out a strangled choking sound, but sped up until my mind was washed out with bliss, my whole body throbbing with the beat of my heart.
“Good boy,” I moaned, my hole clamping down around him as I came, squeezing his cock with every pulse of cum I shot out to coat his quivering abs. “Now come for me. Fill me up, baby.”
On command, just how I liked it, he groaned and buried his face in my neck as his cock throbbed inside me. Jet after jet of hot cum spurted out to bathe my walls as I stroked over his hair and shoulders.
“Just like that,” I praised him, drawing out more of his shudders as his orgasm racked his whole body. “Your cum feels so good in me. Such a good boy.”
When it was over, we just held each other, catching our breath and prolonging the inevitable moment when we’d have to separate, even if it was only long enough for halfhearted cleanup in the bathroom before passing out from exhaustion.
“Did you mean what you said before, about not caring how much money I make?” Rhys finally spoke, mumbling the words against my throat.
“Of course I meant it. That doesn’t matter to me.”
“I’m going to Cherryvale High tomorrow to accept that coaching job.”
Nuzzling into his hair, I couldn’t stop the smile from stretching across my face. “That’s wonderful, baby. I’m really happy for you.”
“And, um… Can I move in with you?” He asked. “I know that’s really fucking presumptuous and impolite to ask, but…”
I chuckled, nodding as he lifted his head to look into my eyes.
“I was just about to ask you, anyway.” I couldn’t stand the idea of having him go back to his parents’ to spend the night away from me ever again.
I wanted him all to myself, to start making up for all the years we’d been apart.
“We should probably get a bigger apartment.”
“Eventually,” he agreed. “But I really like this place. You’ve made it so calm and so sweet, I don’t think I’ve ever been happier anywhere else.”
“Aw,” I gushed, practically melting in his arms. I shifted to put my weight against him, relaxing against his chest. “It’s so cute how you love all my pink glitter and fluff. We don’t have to move until you’re ready to, okay?”
“You don’t think I’m going to crowd you too much here, do you?” He asked. It hadn’t felt crowded with him yet, and we’d been spending most nights together for weeks.
“No, baby. Living with you sounds perfect. We’ll make it work.”
“I already have a key,” he reminded me. “Bet you didn’t know it would end up being a permanent thing when you lent me that, huh?”
“More like wishful thinking,” I whispered, tangling my fingers in his hair when he captured my lips in a sweet, slow kiss, humming at the soft way he sucked on my bottom lip. “Should I… tell Benji about us?”
“I’ll take care of that,” he said firmly, the protective dominance in his voice reminding me of when he’d told off my parents. It made my heart flutter in my chest like a swooning butterfly. “You’ve made everything so fucking easy for me, Sparkles. Let me take some of the stress off you for once.”
Being in love with someone who could never love me back had been the worst part of my life, and he’d already taken care of that. But I only nodded, pulling him back to me for another deep, lingering kiss. It would be different, letting someone take care of me for a change.
But I was pretty sure I could get used to it.