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That was enough to tip him over the edge, and he came with a muffled scream, his cock pulsing in my hand as he shot between us.

My orgasm hit hard and fast, tearing out of me as the most incredible pleasure exploded deep inside me.

Hayden whimpered and clung to me as I filled him. The metal of the handcuffs dragged over my skin, adding to my pleasure and prolonging my orgasm until I fell on him in a boneless heap.

“Am I crushing you?” I mumbled into the pillow.

“No.” He rubbed my back, his voice as dreamy as mine. “Love this part. Feel safe with you.”

“You are safe with me.” I pressed a kiss against his sweaty neck. “You’re mine, Hayden. Forever.”

He mumbled something unintelligible and kissed my cheek, my ear, my hair. Whatever he could reach.

Eventually, Hayden dropped his legs from around my waist. I threaded my arms under him and rolled us onto our sides.

“So, would this be our anniversary?” I asked, only half aware that I was talking and not just thinking.

“I think that would be the night we talked things out. When my dumb ass said we should just be friends.”

“You’re not dumb. Can you get your hands in front of you so I can take off the cuffs?”

He wiggled his hands free from around my back and held them between us. “I might not be dumb, but I was scared.”

“Do you want to tell me why?” I snapped off the cuffs. Thank fuck he’d gone for quick-release ones, so I didn’t have to get up to get a key.

“There’s a lot of reasons.”

I tossed the cuffs, and his shirt, aside and rubbed his left wrist. The skin was a bit red. “Does this hurt?”

“No. I just have sensitive skin. It’ll fade soon.”

Letting go of his wrist, I rolled us so I was on my back and he lay over me.

“I was scared.” He folded his hands on my chest and put his chin on them. “I feel so shallow for thinking this, but I didn’t think someone like you could ever really want someone like me.”

“Someone like me?”

“Yeah. I’m not blind. I know you’re way out of my league.”

I opened my mouth to object, but he shushed me with a kiss.

“At least that’s what I thought back then,” he clarified. “And I was scared that you’d realize you could do better. I thought keeping things casual would give you an easy way out, and I could protect myself from being hurt if I kept my emotions out of it.”

“How’d that go?” I asked teasingly.

“Not so good.” He huffed out a soft laugh. “I was a goner the first time you called me beautiful. That’s when I realized that my insecurities about my looks had nothing to do with you and everything to do with me. I just needed Zane to hit me over the head with the truth so I could see what was in front of me this whole time.”

“I wanted to be angry at him when he did that.” I rubbed his back. “He kinda smacked me in the face with some truths, too. Made me realize how far gone for you I am.”

“He loves you, and I’m glad he said something. We both needed a little nudge.”

“We did.” I tightened my arms around him. “So, we’re like, boyfriends now, right?”

He nodded, his eyes bright with happiness. “Yup. You’re my boyfriend.”

“You’re my boyfriend.” I kissed his nose.

He snickered and blew a raspberry against my chest.

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