Page 116 of Caught Stealing

I’m talking about all of it. All of him.

Everything.

Fighting, fucking, chasing, loving.

My throat constricts and my heart twists, the last word hitting me harder than expected. Probably because it’s a feeling I never thought I’d associate with Holden, despite having felt it for weeks.

And yet, it’s the only one that makes sense anymore.

I’m unsure if it’s the thought alone, the way Holden’s ass continues clenching around me, or some combination of both, but my orgasm slams into me like a ton of bricks only moments later. Cum bursts free from my cock, and I quickly pull from his body and coat his stomach with it. Mark his skin with my essence.

Claiming him as mine.

And the look on his face as I do is nothing short of untamed lust.

My pulse races, pounding beneath my skin as I stroke myself through the climax. A mixture of his cum and mine is painted over Holden’s stomach and chest, and that feeling of pride—of ownership—causes my gut to churn and my heart to swell.

I trace my fingers through the sticky liquid, smearing it into his skin before dragging it down to his crease. A soft gasp leaves him as the digits breach him, pressing our essence into the tight heat of his ass and curling them inside him.

“There’s no part of you that’s untouched by me now, baby,” I murmur between pants before withdrawing from his body. “No piece of you that isn’t mine.” Returning to the mess coating him, I spread the drops on his chest toward his heart and massage them into the skin over the prize I covet most. Emotion clogs my throat as I stake my claim to it, and I’m surprised when the last two words fall free from my lips. “Not anymore.”

The same emotion clenching my own heart is evident in his eyes, and it’s no more than a second before his fingers sift through my hair and he tugs me down to him for a slow, possessive kiss.

One that makes it clear while he might be mine, I’m just as much his.

He’s the first to break for air, but not without brushing his mouth over my cheek, then my temple, before his arms wrap around my lower back. I press my forehead into the crook of his neck, whatever remains of our release smearing between our torsos while he holds me tighter against him.

Like it’s enough to keep me there forever.

We take our time coming back to Earth, and the only thing I can focus on is the lazy paths his fingers trace up and down my spine. That is, until he breaks the peaceful silence lingering between us.

“I’m gonna say something that could possibly ruin all of this,” he murmurs, one hand sliding into the back of my hair.

Swallowing roughly, I pull my head back to look at him and nod. “Okay.”

His eyes search my face, the brown depths shimmering with little golden flecks as the light hits them just right. “I want to know just how far your promise goes. About you giving me anything I want.”

I roll my teeth over my lip, knowing I should’ve seen this coming. How could it not after a declaration like that?

“You want to tell Kason,” I say, and it’s not a question. It’s never been a question for him.

He nods. “I know I said we could do things at your pace and tell him when you’re ready. But I don’t wanna be your dirty little secret anymore, Nix. I can’t be.”

I want to love him out loud; I really do. Let every person on this planet know Holden Sykes chose me, and I’m never letting him go. If Kason wasn’t an issue, there’s a very real chance it would’ve already happened by now.

But that isn’t the world we live in. And though I want nothing more than to let those three little words spill off my tongue the way they’re dying to right now, I can’t. Not when I can’t guarantee he loves me back. Not when I have no idea if loving him in the first place will cost me my best friend.

And though I’m getting to that point with every passing day, I’m still not ready to find out either of those things yet.

“Baby, I—”

A loud knock comes from the other side of the door, and panic sets me on high alert. Thankfully, my rational side realizes it must be Theo, and that only causes irritation to lance right through me as I frown at it.

I told Theo I’d let him know when the coast was clear and it was safe for him to come to the room tonight. I told himtwice.

But apparently it still isn’t enough when the knocking comes again.

“Look at you. Saved by the bell,” Holden muses, and I peer down to find him smiling. Only the smile doesn’t quite meet his eyes, and for once, I’m starting to see what he means byeyes and mouth.

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