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He grabbed my cock and began to rub it with his slick fingers, jerking me off. My back bowed off the bed, a choked scream ripping from my lungs. “I need you to come for me,” Harlow rumbled, licking and biting at my neck. No doubt, I’d have bruises covering my throat later, but I couldn’t bring myself to care.
I’d wear them proudly.
“I’m—I’m—Fuck, Harlow!” I yelled, coming all over us both. With a roar, Harlow emptied himself inside of me, officially marking me as his from the inside out.
9
Harlow
Islept peacefully for a good five hours before having a flashback, which was a record, to be honest. I was out of bed before Xavier because of it, but I wasn’t surprised. After the first time I got inside of him, we proceeded to fuck three more times yesterday, which wore us both slap the fuck out. It was probably the only reason I slept that long, to be real.
And I was pretty sure Xavier was addicted to my dick, but I sure as hell didn’t mind.
I’d been addicted to the thought of him for years, and now that he was officially mine? There was no holding me back now. I was going to ruin him in the best possible way, make him so needy for me all the time, he’d never think about going anywhere. He was the only reprieve I got from the chaos in my mind. He had a way of making everything quiet, and I was clinging to that with both hands.
Xavier finally emerged out of my bedroom, wearing only a pair of boxer shorts. His hair was a mess, and his eyes were slitted against the light coming in through my curtains.
“If we’re going to do sleepovers,” he rumbled, “you need blackout curtains.”
I shook my head. “I spend enough time in the darkness in my head. So, that’s a no-go.” He grunted in displeasure and moved to the coffee pot, pouring himself a cup and adding so much sugar, I was surprised his teeth didn’t rot as soon as he took a sip. I grimaced. “That’s way too much sugar.”
He shrugged. “It’s sugar and caffeine or a possible murder case from all this fucking light.”
I laughed softly and then crowded him in against the counter before taking his lips in a soft, slow kiss. He groaned, his lips moving with mine like it was second nature. He tasted like coffee and a hell of a lot of sugar, and though I definitely wasn’t one for sweets, the taste of him had my dick plumping in my red board shorts.
My phone rang on the counter, disrupting us. Muttering a curse, I stepped back from Xavier and turned to snatch it up, sighing at the sight of Chief’s name on my screen.
“Yes, sir?” I asked, leaning back against the counter, watching Xavier sip his coffee and eye my dick in my shorts. I just smirked at him and grabbed it, teasing him. He narrowed his eyes at me.
“All hands on deck for clean-up down at the beach,” Chief instructed.
“Got it,” I told him, straightening up from my slouched position. “Xavier and I will be there shortly.”
I hung up the phone before Chief could comment on me and Xavier being together and arched a brow at my man. Damn, that felt good to say—my man.“Thankfully, I washed your clothes this morning. They’re in the dryer. Get a move on, babe. Got to do clean up at the beach.”
Xavier groaned but downed his coffee. I took the mug from him and turned to the sink to rinse it out before sticking it in the dishwasher. He headed to my laundry room, and a moment later, he came out, dressed and in his water shoes.
“Ready?” I asked, shoving my feet into my shoes.
He nodded. “Got to stop for more coffee on the way.”
I rolled my eyes and grabbed a to-go mug out of the cabinet before pouring coffee into it and adding enough sugar to turn him into a diabetic. After popping the lid on, I handed it to him. “No need to stop. Now let’s go.”
Xavier groaned like a dying walrus but followed me out my front door.
* * *
No one wassurprised we were together that day. I was pretty sure everyone expected it to happen sooner or later, to be honest. But because they were expecting it, it meant no one was all in my business trying to get details, which was just fine with me.
I hated it when people crowded me and made me feel put on the spot. It was a trigger, and I really did not need to be having a flashback in the middle of the damn day. Not with everyone around to witness me fall apart.
Because I would. I did every fucking time. Even this morning, when I’d jerked awake, I’d spent a good hour on the back patio, crying and trying to get my shit back together. The days were getting rougher. I couldn’t prolong telling my therapist how bad it was getting much longer.
With all hands on deck, it didn’t take us long to get the beach cleaned up, and Chief let us off early. Xavier sauntered up to me and pulled his shirt up to wipe the sweat off his face, revealing his toned, tanned torso. I licked my lips, and he shot me a wink in return.
“You ready to go?” he asked me as he closed his eyes to wipe the sweat from his eyelids. He dropped his shirt and opened his eyes, smirking when he saw my eyes still fixated on him. “See something you like?”
“Fuck yeah, I do,” I rumbled, stepping closer to him.
