The only sound in the tiny space around us is our heavy gasps as we struggle to catch our breath.
“That was... fuck.” Declan sighs contentedly.
Pressing my lips against his sweaty neck, I kiss him softly, smiling against his throat.
I’m hit hard with this need to hold him, to be close to him as I wrap my arms around him.
“It was fucking amazing,” I murmur, closing my eyes as I breathe in his scent.
How have I denied myself this for so fucking long?
Because I’m an idiot, that's why.
We stand there in each other's embrace for a few moments, his head against my shoulder, my face buried in his neck.
It feels like this is where I should be, a sense of home.
“Preston?” His soft voice breaks the silence that surrounds us.
“Mhhmm?”
“I love you.”
With another deep inhale, I swallow hard, emotions I’m not yet used to getting to me. “I love you, too.”
We enjoy a few more seconds together before he speaks again. “We should probably get to class. It’s our first day back, we don’t wanna miss too much.”
“Fuck school,” I growl, but I know he’s right. Plus, my cock is softening, starting to fall out of him. “But fine,” I mutter, pressing a kiss to his throat before letting my hold on him go.
As soon as my arms release him, I want to pull him back. Fuck. I can’t get enough of him.
“Sadie is in your next class,” he points out, and that perks me up. Fuck, I miss her too.
Damn it. How did I go from this cold, closed-off person to this needy fucker?
Whatever. Right now, I don't care.
Pulling out of him with a groan, I tuck myself away. Declan bends over to grab his pants, and I let out a curse, my cock threatening to come to life again at the sight of my cum dripping out of his ass.
“What’s wrong?” he asks, still bent over as he looks at me over his shoulder.
“Do you know how fucking hot you look dripping with my cum?”
“Oh,” he says softly, pulling his pants up.
He turns around to look at me, buttoning up his slacks.
Stepping forward, I grip his cheeks, lifting his face to look up at me. “Don’t clean up. I want my cum to stay inside you all fucking day as a reminder of who you belong to.” My voice is a possessive growl. “Do you understand me?”
“Yes,” he says breathlessly, nodding his head.
I kiss him hard, leaving him with this dazed look in his eyes before letting him go. “Good, now go before I fuck that perfect ass again and again until you’re not able to sit for a month.”
He looks like he’s debating taking me up on my threat, but swallows hard and turns towards the door.
“Ah.. have a good day,” he says adorably awkward before opening the door and slipping out.
Chuckling, I close my eyes, tilting my head back and taking a deep breath, giving myself a moment before following after him.
