Chapter 75
He loved me.
He loved me, he loved me, he loved me…
Real, real, real.
That was real.
It was enough to drive away the gunfire.
It was enough to make me forgive him.
It was enough to make me forgive myself.
Because whatever either of us had done to get us here—to the point where I was buried inside Milo while he panted softly in my ear—it was worth it.
I would have suffered another two years at the mercy of Luke and his mad doctor if it meant I would end up right here, with Milo wrapped around me like a second skin.
“Milo…” I sighed as I pulled out of him, only to sink back into his warm body with a violent shiver.
“F-fuh… Jay, that feels so good, I don’t know how long I’m gonna last…” he whined. His naked body writhed beneath me, and I wrapped my hands around his narrow chest, brushing my thumbs over his nipples just the way I knew he liked.
“Don’t hold it in. I want to watch you come, sweet boy…” I murmured, leaning forward to skate my mouth over his quivering lips as I rolled my hips again.
This time, I angled myself just so, seeking out that spot deep inside him that I knew would make him fall apart for me.
I wanted to watch him shoot while I was inside him. I’d dreamed about it so many nights alone in that cold, damp cage.
With a jerk, I thrust deep, pegging him with intention.
He screamed as my cock nailed his prostate exactly the way I’d wanted it to, and a hot rush of euphoria ripped through me at the sound.
“Jay!”
“I know, baby. That’s the spot, isn’t it?”
“Jay, Jay, please!” He was rocking his head back and forth, and I leaned back, sliding my hands down his sweat-slicked body and digging my fingers into his hips so I could hold him steady.
“No need to beg, baby. You can come. Let me see.”
I stared at his thick, swollen cock as it slid across his abdomen while I ruthlessly fucked into him, making sure I hit his prostate again and again with each thrust.
His choked sobs were interrupted by those sweet little gasping breaths he always made right before he started to come.
I felt him clench around me as his orgasm built, and I glanced up to meet his eyes seconds before it crested.
“I love you, baby, come for me. Show me how fucking pretty you are when you come.”
And then, he was gone.
His cock spasmed, and I watched greedily as he came hands-free. Delicious, thick ropes of cum spurt from his rosy pink tip, hitting his chest and decorating him in a hot, sticky mess.
Watching him buck and cry beneath me sent me flying over the edge with him. His hot, tight ass clamped down even harder on my cock as I detonated, and I grunted thickly through each pulse of my orgasm as I spilled deep inside him.
“That’s it, baby… fuck, I’m so fucking in love with you, Milo.”
I think I was crying again as I collapsed on top of him. He slipped his fingers into my hair and angled my face to the side so he could slam his lips greedily into mine.
His glasses were smooshed between us, but neither of us seemed to care as we devoured each other, nipping and sucking at each other’s mouths like we would never get enough.
“I love you, too, Jay. I love you too. I’m so sorry… I’m so sorry…”
“I’m sorry too… Milo… fuck…”
He shook his head, pulling back to look at me properly and brushing my hair out of my eyes.
“Don’t be sorry. If you hadn’t brought me to Neurovance, I wouldn’t be here with you right now.”
I stared at him, swallowing hard against the feelings of guilt that still wanted to take over. But Milo smiled and gave me a tiny, adorable kiss on the tip of my nose.
“It was a bit of a bumpy ride, but if I could do it all again, I would, Jay. As long as it meant we ended up right here in the end.”
I cupped his chubby little cheek and ran my thumb over a cluster of freckles.
“You mean that? That’s real?” I rasped, and he nodded, his glasses fogging slightly with tears.
“Yeah, Jay. That’s real. This is real.”
Then he crushed his lips to mine again and spent the rest of the night proving it to me.