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I hover over her.
“How do you know I’m it, Duke?” She whispers.
I don’t answer. Instead, I sink my cock into her slowly, moving out and plunging back in. I kiss her lips, her neck, her breasts as I continue to make love to her. “I know because you have always been it,” I rasp in her ear, knowing she owns me, body, mind, and soul. She meets me stroke for stroke, and in this moment, I know what it means to give your soul to another person. And when we come, we do it together, and there isn’t a sound either of us makes; we just look at each other and understand.
27
Bre - Four months later
“You need help with that?” Justin asks as I’m offloading my musical instruments. “Do you play all of these?” He asks, pointing to my array of guitars.
“I sure do,” I tell him.
“You have to teach me. I hear the girls go gaga over a guy who can play the guitar.” I laugh out loud.
“Justin, is that all you think about?”
“Basically,” he smirks, and I can’t help but smile back.
“You remind me so much of your dad at this age,” I tell him as we carry my guitars into our new home. Boxes are everywhere.
“Yeah, although I doubt he was this good looking,” he tells me.
“Of course not,” I agree as we walk up the staircase and down the hallway to my new studio, with the most magnificent view of the beach. “He has nothing on you.”
“What are you two talking about?”
“Bre’s just telling me that I am way hotter than you were at this age.”
“That so?” Denton pulls me to him by the waist, his mouth covering mine.
“Guys, this whole PDA thing has to be kept to a minimum. I know it’s all new right now, but come on.”
“Fine.” his father says, grabbing him around the neck in a chokehold and ruffling his hair.
“I’ll get the rest of the equipment,” Justin tells me. “I’ll be careful, I swear.”
“He wants me to teach him the guitar,” I tell Denton.
“So he can impress the girls?”
“How’d you know that?”
“There isn’t much else on my son's mind, Bre. Or on mine. When do I get to be inside you?” he whispers in my ear.
“After we’re done moving, Denton. And you have to pick up Ty.”
“Argh, it will literally take a few minutes.”
“Denton!”
I smile at his retreating back. “It’ll be worth the wait,” I shout after him.
A fresh start, it’s what we both wanted and needed. I couldn’t be happier. Denton makes me happy. Our boys make me happy. I don’t think there is anything better than this right here. I watch the two of them play fighting through the window.
This is home.
It’s always been him.
THE END
