Total pages in book: 108
Estimated words: 103010 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 515(@200wpm)___ 412(@250wpm)___ 343(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 103010 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 515(@200wpm)___ 412(@250wpm)___ 343(@300wpm)
I was trembling as I unhooked his legs and arms. I flipped him to his stomach and pulled him up onto his knees. With impatient fingers, I lubed my cock, using more than usual. I pushed against his rim slowly, but he shoved back against me.
“Settle. I didn’t stretch you at all, so I need to take my time.”
“Yes…yes, Sir. I’m trying.”
The second I pushed the head in, I exhaled. And when I was buried deep, groin against his ass, I knew that if he asked, I would leave for him. I would go to Houston, would follow this precious boy all over the world if it meant he still belonged to me, that he would still serve me, because this, with Finley, was where I belonged.
Where we belonged.
I pulled him until he was kneeling with his back against my chest as I fucked into him. I bit his neck and licked it, then sucked his earlobe. “Mine,” I whispered. “Whatever you want, just ask, and I’ll give it to you.”
“You, I only need you.”
I removed the first clamp, and he cried out, his body tightening.
“Please.”
“Almost. You can hold off for me.”
I took the second one off and dropped it. I stroked his cock and kissed his neck. “Come, Fin. You can come.”
And he did. He tensed and shot and cried so, so beautifully for me. My release was there, buzzing at the base of my spine as I fucked into him. I let go and shot, filling him with my load as my own eyes became blurry too.
Finley went limp, and I rolled him to his back, licked his cum from his belly, and kissed him, feeding it to him.
He cried harder. My fingers fumbled with the blindfold as I removed it, and then I pulled him into my arms. Finley buried himself in my armpit, licking and breathing and loving me.
“I love you.” I petted his sweaty, slick hair.
And when he cried even harder at that, a brick landed in my gut. I couldn’t help wondering if this had been goodbye.
CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN
Finley
I didn’t know how long we lay there, Aidan holding me and kissing my temple, my nose, the top of my head, telling me it was okay, that whatever I felt or wanted was okay.
And I knew it was, because I knew Aidan.
I also knew because…well, because now I knew myself. He was right. It had all been leading up to this moment, to this choice. I’d been forced to grow up too quickly, and in some ways, I’d been slightly immature because of that. I was Aidan’s boy, but now I felt more like…well, like a man. Like I could be on my own if I wanted.
There also wasn’t a doubt in my mind that with him was where I belonged.
When I could form complete thoughts and words, I told him, “I love you.”
“I love you too.”
Pushing up on my elbows, I looked down at him, at my Sir, who meant everything to me. “I don’t want to go. I don’t want to leave you. I don’t ever want to leave you.”
His eyes softened, almost…sad. “If you’re afraid to lose me, you won’t. As I said, we’ll figure it out. You can spend time in both places, or I’ll go to Houston. Whatever you need, Fin, because I don’t want to lose you either.”
I gasped at his admission. I knew Aidan loved me. There was no way I could doubt that because I felt it in everything he did, but to know he would leave for me…that was incredible.
But I also didn’t want it.
“This is my home. My mom is buried here. We live our life together here. I love our house and our life and our friends. I don’t want to move to Houston. Mom used to tell me that as hard as it was, Los Angeles breathed life into her, showed her a new world, and it’s like that for me too. I was just scared and confused.”
“Are you sure? This isn’t a decision you have to make today.”
“It’s a truth I’ve always known and a decision I’ve already made. I spoke with Jenn about it.”
“Such a brave, precious boy.” He cupped my cheek and kissed the tip of my nose.
“She said she understood and that she had a feeling I would say that. I told her that I love you and want to be with you, but that it was more than just you. School, Jordan, Ian, David, this city that can break you but can also build you up.”
This time it was me who leaned in, me who kissed the tip of his nose. Aidan rolled his eyes playfully, but I could tell he liked it.
“We can go to Texas often, and you can go as much as you want.”
I smiled. “I told her you would say that too. She said she wants to get to know you better, wants to know the man her nephew loves so much.”