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“You deserve so much more than what I am,” he finished softly.
Pulling away, Shiloh took a step back. His fingers reached for the cape strings, and Dom—despite everything that had just been said—felt his cock thicken as it slid to the ground. The dress fit Shiloh poorly. It was cheaply made and boxy, and yet, it was one of the best things Dom had ever seen.
It sat right alongside everything else Shiloh had ever worn.
“You have no idea, do you?” He closed his eyes in a long, slow blink. “You look at me when I’m wearing old jeans and ripped t-shirts, face all swollen with bee stings, and make feel pretty. And…and soft, andworthy. And I was terrified if I told you the truth about how I felt—about all of me—you would take it away. For my own good. And it sounds like that’s exactly what you tried to do.”
Dom felt a crack in his chest as he realized where it had all gone so badly wrong.
“You should have told me how you felt and trusted me to make the right decision. I stayed here with you because nothing in the world is better than having you,” Shiloh said, taking a step closer. His shoes thumped on the floor with the weight of his body.
Dom breathed out slowly. “I don’t want to lose you.”
Shiloh shook his head as the distance between them closed again, and he reached up, grasping his thin fingers into Dom’s shirt. “You never will. Ever.Youare my home. I would have dealt with you falling in love with someone else because more than I wanted you for myself, I wanted you to be happy. And hell, if that’s going to be with—”
“You,” Dom interrupted. It was over. He’d lost the battle, but as he curled his arms around Shiloh and tugged his body close, he realized he had just won the war. “I have been, and always will be, in love with you. I have and will always choose you.”
“So show me,” Shiloh snapped, desperation in his voice. “Choose me. Don’t just love me, Dom. I’m giving myself to you, so take me.”
He loosened one arm, then brought his hand up to cup Shiloh’s cheek. They’d touched before, cuddled before, slept in the same bed. Shiloh had given Dom every single piece of himself…
Except this.
“If I do this,” Dom said, “I won’t be able to let you go.”
Shiloh let out a tense laugh. “That’s what I’m bloody hoping for, mate. Now please, just…”
Dom didn’t need to hear those last two words. He leaned in and took him in a kiss. It was hot, tense, just a press of lips first like neither of them knew what to do. Then Dom stroked Shiloh’s cheek, and he began to soften. Shiloh’s mouth opened gently, accepting the careful stroke of Dom’s tongue—tentative at first, then needy.
Shiloh tasted nothing and everything like he’d imagined. A spark of mint from his toothpaste, and chocolate because he’d probably been stress-eating sweets. And there was something else so uniquely Shiloh, Dom knew he’d never be able to find a word for it.
But that didn’t matter. He didn’t need one because he had this.
“Stop me if I—” Dom started, but he broke off with a startled gasp when Shiloh nipped his lower lip.
“No. No, we’re not stopping.” He pressed his body harder against Dom’s, and when Dom grabbed a handful of dress, he heard it rip.
“Bugger…”
“Tear it,” Shiloh said. “It’s crap anyway. Next week, we can go into London and find something that actually fits me.”
Dom’s heart thudded so hard he went a little dizzy. Pulling away, he cupped Shiloh’s cheek again, brushing his thumb over his kiss-swollen lips. “You really want that?”
“It wasn’t just for you,” Shiloh said, running his free hand down his side. “It was just all the more perfect knowing that you liked it.”
It was so much more than like, but he was still afraid to tell Shiloh just yet how badly it turned him on. So he tugged again, feeling the fabric give, then tear. It fell from his shoulders, pooling on the floor around his feet next to the cape, and he ran his hands over the rough fishnets curving around Shiloh’s bear ass.
Because he wasn’t wearing anything.
“No knickers?” Dom murmured.
Shiloh laughed, soft and tense. “I didn’t have time to find any that fit. But…” He leaned back and stared down at his cock, which was straining at the tights. “Can we leave these on?”
“I’m going to ruin them,” Dom growled. He eased Shiloh back, careful over the clothes, holding him gently when his knees buckled as the backs of them met his mattress. “Do you mind?”
“No,” Shiloh said, his voice thick. He eased down to the duvet, sinking into the heavy fabric, then Dom dropped to his knees and unstrapped the shoes.
As he pulled them off, he kissed the bottoms of Shiloh’s feet, and the smaller man let out a chest-deep groan. “You like that?” Dom asked.
