Page 27 of Troy

“Oh, honey, I love you, too.” Troy’s whispered words soothe my aching heart.

After calling Boss back, I extinguish the stub of my cigarette in the sand before picking it up to throw into the truck’s ashtray. We head off and, as much as I want to hit the gas and rush back, I take it steady, my mind full of what I need and want to do. I need to explain to Troy, he has a right to know what went on. I want to see my brother; I think we have issues we need resolve. My mind is full of the horrors he must have gone through.

As I drive up to the house, I see Troy sitting on the steps leading up to the front door. When he spots me, his smile lights up his face and sends my heart racing as my dick pulses. Yes, this where I belong, I match his smile as I step out of the truck.

“Oh, Raff, I’m so glad you’re here.” Troy rushes me and, with one hand around the nape of my neck, he draws me up against his body, placing his other hand on the small of my back. His mouth brushes over mine once, twice, then lets his tongue trace the seam of my lips. As I part, he slips sweetly inside my mouth and our tongues tangle. Pulling away from me, he frowns at me and speaks. “Don’t ever do that again. Don’t hide from me.”

I shake my head and grab his hips, crushing him against my body and take his mouth. “I have so much to tell you, baby, and it’s not all nice.”

“I know, sweetheart, but I’ve got you and I’m not backing down or letting go. You’re mine, Rafferty, every part of you: your past, present and your future.” There’s a determination in Troy’s eyes I haven’t seen before and his actions prove it as he drags me through the front door before pushing me up against the nearest wall. “No fucker hurts my man.”

My arms, pinned above my head, are held still by one of his. His strength startles me, I seriously outweigh him but he has me locked between the wall and his body. I don’t want to pull away from him. “I have so much I need to say, to tell you. You may not want me to be your man after I’ve told you.” I draw a deep breath in and feel it shudder and stumble as it hits my lungs.

“Rafferty, sweetheart, that can wait. I want inside you, sweetheart, it’s my turn now.” His husky voice spikes my senses and sends goosebumps over my skin. A gasp breaks free as I realize he wants this, he needs to claim me.

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