Page 139 of At The End Of The Day

My palms pressed against the cold, marbled tiles, Dash was behind me, his lips trailing across my shoulders to the side of my neck. The hot water from the showerhead was building a steam around us, adding to the heat of our bodies. My stance wide, his cock was slowly pumping in and out, building pressure in my gut, my dick flexing of its own accord.

His tongue dragged to my ear, his teeth nipping the lobe. His palms slid off my ass cheeks and roamed to the front, caressing down my pelvis so his fingers could curl underneath. His thumbs crossing over the top of my base, one finger pressed on my perineum in firm but gentle circles.

I choked and jerked, bucking against him. My head throwing back, my eyelids closed against the stream, my pulse racing.

His lips curled into a smile against my ear as he dug deep, grinding against my ass. “I’m about to breed this pussy, baby. Mm, you always take that nut so goddamn good. You ready, Vinny?”

“Yes,” I panted, breaking out in goosebumps. “Yes, Dario, I want it.”

His tongue flicked against the opening of my ear, both hands staying flat, but coming closer to squeeze my base. “You gonna cum with me, baby? I don’t wanna cum unless you do.”

I shuddered, reaching over my shoulder to bury my fingers in his hair. “I’m there. Oh, shit, I’m ready.”

His strokes, though still slow, grew more aggressive. He rose to his tiptoes and shortened the thrusts, focusing on my prostate. I grunted and jerked, leaning into his chest. My balls tightened, the pressure coming to a head.

“Oh, fuck, you’re close, ain’t you? Unh, that pussy got my dick so tight.” His upper lip twitched against my ear, one hand roaming upward to pinch my nipple. “Ain’t no one ever made me feel like this. You got this dick good, baby.”

Those goddamn intrusive thoughts invaded my mind, crashing the impending orgasm. Nudging him off, I spun around, leaned into the wall, and grabbed the sides of his face. Suddenly very insecure, my throat constricted as I searched his confused expression.

“Why?”

He licked his lips, falling into his palms underneath my arms. His brows furrowing, he gulped a shallow breath and asked, “Why, what?”

“Why did you change for me? What the hell made you okay all of a sudden with being gay? How did you make such a huge switch?”

He inched closer, cupping the side of my neck, his thumb petting side to side. “Because you needed me to.”

Taken aback, I just ogled him, ice rolling through my veins to bring a chill to my skin. My lungs shrinking, numbness seeped through my brain, leaving me speechless.

His head tipped, his light brown eyes slowly moving as he looked at every inch of my face. Pulling a deep breath, he bowed his chin to continue raking his sight downward. Our cocks pressed together between our abdomens, he groaned and rocked against me, continuing the stimulation so the orgasms didn’t completely fade away. Huffing, he tilted his head to stare into my eyes once more.

“At first, I fucking hated you, Vin. I even considered slitting your throat in your sleep one night because of what you did to me.”

My stomach bottomed out, trepidation engulfing my soul.

“But then I noticed how badly you needed me and ain’t no one ever needed me like that. Then, one of them days I was hating you so much, and you was messing with me, I saw something.”

Grief clawing my heart, I whimpered, “What?”

“Innocence,” he whispered, his thumb stretching to caress my bottom lip.

Everything inside stilled.

Briefly looking at my mouth, his neck flexed as if he’d kiss me, but he stopped, raising his focus to my eyes. His tone soft and husky, he slipped into his proper etiquette voice, and it made my heart patter on my ribs. “You may have had more experience sexually as a gay man, but emotionally, you were still so innocent. I wanted that innocence, Vinny. I wanted to take it and pull it inside of me and protect it from everyone.”

My chest swelled under my ribs and my chin shook, tears welling.

“That right there,” he whispered, grazing his lips over mine while caressing the side of my face. “All these years living the Serpent life, I’d grown desensitized, but you still had something virtuous to offer. You didn’t let the street life or the stigma hardened everything inside.

“The way you’re looking at me right now, so vulnerable and innocent, and I don’t want it to ever get stolen from you. You’re so gorgeous right now, Vinny. Your innocence feeds me and gives me power and all I want to do is put my arms around you, hang on tightly, and never let you go. It made me fall head over heels in love with you.”

I gulped, my fingers pressing into the back of his skull and neck, everything inside quaking.

“The Serpents, other gangs.” He licked his lips and swallowed. “Other people…”

Other people. Was he referring to his folks? When should I admit that I not only knew about his mafia ties, but Tyler had dropped hints for me to check the security cameras at his house the other day, so I knew about the threats his parents made if he went through with our marriage?

“Billy Wagner.”