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Do you remember me forcing you to your knees? Making you believe you wanted to suck my dick? Does any of that ring a bell or was that all my fault?"
"So, I have a confession," I say, watching for the way she tenses and looks almost guilty already. "Ich kanne eine bischen Deutsch."
“I’m not blind. He hates you, and Nash only bothers to hate people he cares about.”
“I’m not the one in denial here, Nash. You can blame me all you want for what happened, but you know as well as I do you fucking liked it. I’m not going to make you feel better about how much you loved my cock, Nash, and I’m sure as fuck not going to put up with your little tantrums about it. You walked out of my life, and I didn’t follow you, just like you asked. So why did you hire me, huh?”
“I picked up the pieces in Amsterdam. I tried to give you what they couldn’t, something I knew you wanted, and do you know what you did to me in return, Nash? You broke my fucking heart!”
“I’m sorry shit is complicated, Nash. I’m sorry the last time you were in love, you had your heart broken, but I’m not sorry you are the way you are. And I’m not sorry about anything that’s happened between us, so if you want me to apologize, then you can fuck off.”
“I’m ready for whatever you got. You want a taste, then come get a fucking taste.”
I know thats fucking right!!
My gut is telling me I just invited Ellis Prior to suck my cock and that is exactly what he’s about to do.
I could never see a future without a woman in it, but these past six months have changed something in my head. Like I’m drowning in him, and I never want to come up for air.
Fuck that. I swat his hand away and go in for his mouth again like it’s the only thing I need, the only thing I want. His kiss is oxygen.
My eyes still glued on his face, I drop slowly to my knees and look ahead at his beautiful tan and pink length, tight round head, veins bulging, and warmth radiating into my palm. It is a perfect fucking dick, and I really never considered myself admiring another cock before, but here I am.
Let me take care of you, Nash Wilde. Let me love all of the hate right out of you.
“Don’t leave me,” I pant against his chest. The mess smeared against his belly is now smeared against mine, but I don’t care. I want it. He pauses a moment, putting his arms around me. “Why would I leave you?” I don’t want to answer him because it sounds fucking pathetic to admit, but this is Ellis, and I’m safe with him. “Because everyone fucking leaves me.”
“Why would he take me back?”
Holding my face in her hands, she kisses me again. “Because he loves you.”
This feeling right now could last me the rest of my life, and I’d finally be happy, at peace. And not just the pleasure, but the comfort. They are my safety net.
The three of us cry out together. I barely move at all as Hanna rides our dicks together.
“We’ll always have each other,” I add. “Just two idiots who fell in love with the same person.”
I love the way things are right now when we don’t need to define anything or fear anything and we are truly free. Free to fall.
Sometimes things have to be broken before they can be truly whole again.
Ellis smirks. “And what makes you think we would take your name?”
“Because everyone wants to be a Wilde,” I answer with a laugh.
But the only thing I’m holding onto now are the two people in the other room, the one who nurtures me and the one who challenges me. And as long as I have them, I’m free.
