Page 126 of My Pucking Crush

“I’m going someplace dark, Max.”

“Take me with you,” I whisper.

“What are you saying?”

“If I win the finals this year, I’m retiring. With this last win, I’m the GOAT.”

Luca scoffs at my reference to being the greatest of all time. “You’re certainly stubborn like one.”

“I want you. I want us,” I stress. “I want to be yours, Daniil,” I whisper his real name. “And I don’t care what kind of darkness is in your heart. So long as I’m in there, too.”

“Max,” he rasps. “Please. Let’s go home. I can’t keep you safe like this.”

“I’ll leave on one condition,” I whisper.

“I don’t like preconditions,” he growls.

“Tell me you forgive me.”

“Max.” He grips my face. “I did something incredibly stupid. I shouldn’t have locked you out of the house.”

“I’m glad you did. It cleared my head. Walking around naked really puts your problems into perspective. To feel exposed and get through it. I want to walk out of here holding your hand. I’m talking to Reid and Coach Beck tomorrow.”

“They’ll fire me.”

“Then I’ll quit the team,” I say with no hesitation.

“You’ll give up the GOAT for me?”

“Yes.”

“Max, I don’t want that,” Luca says, grunting. So fucking adorable. “I appreciate you wanting to take these risks to your career for me. I don’t want my boss to know I fucked you while I was trying to protect you.”

I think about his objection and finally nod. “There’s something else I want.”

“I’ll do anything, so long as you let me get you out of here.”

I smile. “Fuck me, Luca.”

It’s dark in here but I see a deep blush staining his cheeks above the beard line. “What? What do you—”

“Your cock in my ass. Iwantthat.” I grab his cock over his pants.

He draws in a ragged breath, knowing this is a game changer for us and a big step for me. It’s the ultimate sign of how much I trust him.

“Why would you let me do that to you?” he asks with gritted teeth, his cock hardening in my grasp.

“Because I love you.”

SIXTY-SEVEN

Luca

Ifreeze, hearing those words out of Max’s mouth.

What?I scream in my head, but don’t dare ask him to repeat it, fearing I didn’t hear right, or he’ll take it back. Call it a mistake.

Callmea mistake.

---