I remember telling him this the first time. The way I blurted it out when I sank into him, the tug of his rim around my cock pulling the truth right out of me. “I love you, Avery Mitchell.” But if I’m being honest, I’ve loved this man longer than I realized. Probably that first week he started working for me. Something about him drew me to him. It wasn’t just attraction. It was awe, obsession, and lust. And then once we started spending time together, it became love.
