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I still see my therapist twice a week. She asked me if I wanted to go to once a week, but I wasn’t ready yet. I think I might be soon, though. I’m doing so much better, especially with the medication that I’m on. We finally got everything figured out, and the difference I’ve been feeling has been…phenomenal.

“Hey, baby boy.” Langston pressed a kiss to the top of my head before heading into the kitchen, setting his lunch bag on the counter. I quickly got up to begin unpacking it. “I’m going to hop in the shower real quick. That cool?”

I nodded. “Dinner will be ready soon.”

He gripped my chin and tilted my head back before slanting his lips across mine. I sighed into the kiss, opening my lips beneath his. He groaned into my mouth, his tongue tangling with mine as he pushed me back against the countertop, the edge digging into my back. But I couldn’t bring myself to care about the pain.

Once Langston kissed me like this, the only thing that mattered was him.

“Shower,” he growled. “Fuck.”

I whined, tugging him back to me. I didn’t give a fuck that he was hot and sweaty from work. I just wanted him to relieve my throbbing member. I craved him, and if he walked away from me now, I just might die.

Okay, that was a little dramatic, but that was how it felt.

Langston ripped his mouth from mine and then lifted me onto the counter. I gasped when he grabbed the edge of my shorts and tugged them down my legs. A feral grin tilted his lips when he saw I wasn’t wearing briefs. “Such a naughty boy,” he whispered.

Then, he lowered his mouth to my prick, swallowing me whole. I cried out, my body already trembling. I wasn’t going to last long. I never did when Langston was touching me, deep-throating me, or hammering inside of me. He always brought me so quickly to the edge. I couldn’t ever see past my desperate need for him.

“Langston—” I choked out. I fell back on my elbows, panting, gasping. My head was spinning. And when he swallowed around me, I cried out, my back arching as I came in his mouth. He swallowed every bit of my cum before bringing his mouth to mine and kissing me, stealing the remaining breath in my lungs.

“I love how needy you are for me,” Langston rasped, pressing soothing kisses along my throat while he waited on my heart rate to slow.

“I think I need a nap,” I whispered, resting my head on his shoulder.

Langston wrapped me up in his arms before lifting me from the counter. Quickly sliding one hand below my ass, he hiked me a little higher and carried me to our bedroom and straight through to the bathroom.

“Think you can get a quick shower with me?”

I nodded. “We have about thirty minutes before I need to grab the food out of the oven,” I told him.

He pressed a kiss to my forehead before gently setting me on my feet and pulling my shirt over my head. I watched with hungry eyes as he stripped out of his jeans and t-shirt before starting the shower. Then, he tugged me inside while the water was still cold. I shrieked and spluttered, my teeth chattering. Quickly swiping the water from my eyes, I opened them, my lips softly parting when I saw him soaping up his cock.

“You going to take my cock, baby boy? I’ve been craving you all goddamn day.”

I eagerly nodded my head, already moving to turn around, but Langston gripped the back of my knees and lifted me, pinning me to the wall. I clutched at his wet neck, the cold water beating over us, my teeth still chattering.

“Why isn’t the water—oooooh,” I moaned when he slid inside of me, my hole still stretched from this morning.

“Because I want to heat you up, baby.” He pulled out and then thrust back in. I choked out a sob, my lips crushing against his. With his hands gripping my thighs, he pummeled inside of me over and over, his lips stealing every single breath I tried to take. But I didn’t care.

“I love you,” I whimpered, my head slamming back against the tiled wall, my body already shaking.

“You’re mine,” Langston growled, pumping into me harder, faster. “Let me hear those words again, baby boy.”

“I love you!” I cried out, coming all over his stomach. Langston sank his teeth into the side of my neck, sucking at the skin there. My vision tunneled for a moment as I came again. Then, I felt him spurt inside of me before he rasped those three words I’d forever cherish in my ear.

“I love you.”

I clutched at him as much as my weak arms would allow. This man always knew how to wreck me in the most beautiful way. And despite how ugly my darkness could be, despite all the scars covering me, he’d kept his word.

He hadn’t gone anywhere.

And I loved him all the more for it.

To hell with our past. Langston was my entire future.

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