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Frantically, I tug at his shirt, desperate to feel his skin under my fingers.
I’m bare for him, yet the only part of his body he’s exposed for me is his dick. Not that I’m complaining, of course.
Helping me out, he reaches behind his head and drags the fabric off. My hands immediately land on his back so I can feel his muscles pulling and flexing as he moves inside me.
“Fuck. I love you,” he rasps before stealing my lips, giving me no chance to reply.
I expected him to go hard and fast. To take what he’s been craving the past few days and claim his high. But that’s the opposite of what happens.
His movements are slow and thoughtful just like every one of his touches and kisses.
Every stroke of his dick and brush of his lips build me higher and higher until my body is trembling for release.
“You’re my everything, Dove. Everything. Because of you, I want to be better. I want to do better. I want to make you happy. I want to make you proud. I want to give you everything you deserve and then a little bit more.”
“You do.” I gasp when he sits up, shifting our position and hitting me in the most incredible spot that makes my eyes cross and my release surge forward.
“And I love you too.” I just manage to add before he reaches out and wraps his hand around my throat.
The speed of his thrusts never increases, but with the added pressure of his fingers right on my pulse points, he has me balancing right on the edge in only seconds.
“Julian, please,” I whimper.
“Fucking love it when you beg, Dove. Makes me all kinds of hard.”
He rolls his hips, tightens his grip on my throat, and sends me flying over the edge.
“Yes,” I cry out as pleasure saturates my body, exploding from my pussy like the brightest, most incredible firework.
He keeps his pace slow until I’m done and then he ruts into me harder before his own roar bounces off the walls of the closet. His dick pulsates for long seconds, setting off little delicious aftershocks around my body.
“Fuck,” he breathes, before pulling out of me and dropping to my side.
I want to complain at the loss, but the words are stolen as he drags me into his body and curls me on top of him.
His heart is like a runaway train in his chest, pounding against my ear.
Twisting my legs with his, I hold him as tightly as he does me, letting him know that he’s not alone in anything.
“I’m right here, Julian. I’ll always be right here,” I whisper, my voice catching as emotion bubbles up my throat.
He doesn’t respond with words; instead, his grip on my body gets tighter and his lips press a kiss to my head.
“Whenever you want to talk about her, about anything, I’ll always be here to listen.”
With the steady beat of his heart in my ear and the warmth of his body keeping the chill of the night away, it doesn’t take long before my eyes begin getting heavy.
I’d only been asleep for a few hours before his rummaging woke me, my body craves more, and I’m pretty sure the same can be said for JD because just before I drift off, I notice his breathing getting heavier and his muscles relaxing beneath me.
“I love you, Julian Dempsey,” I whisper, tracing the patterns of the ink that’s stained across his chest.
Working my way down his arm, I pause when I get to the healing laceration on his wrist.
My heart knots as I try to imagine what he went through in the moments before he did this to himself.
The thought of being on this Earth without him in my life now is just unthinkable. Impossible.
Even before I was released from the basement, he’d carved himself so deep into my heart, my soul, I’m not sure I’d ever be able to successfully get him out.
