Page 114 of Hollow Heart

He stares up at me through his lashes, his tongue jiggling his lip ring as his eyes glaze over.

“Lou finally stopped texting me, I think.”

My lips twist up in the corners and I lean closer, my mouth inches from his. I back him up against the edge of my workshop table.

His gaze darkens as he grows hard against me, biting his lip.

“That’s because I told him I’d take care of you,” I inform him. “And I may have promised him, I’d have you delivered to Romano tonight.”

Felix chews his lower lip, his shoulders loosening as I reach my right hand up his neck, grabbing him just enough to remind him I’ve got him.

Now, and probably forever.

Because there’s no way I’m letting him go.

I don’t know how I thought I could fight something like this.

The Power of Love, indeed.

“Typical Lou. Always trying to get ahead of shit,” he says. “Will you... will you come with me?” His voice is small, needy.

I use my thumb to tilt his throat up, forcing him to look at me. My cock throbs against him, and I look him in his eyes when I tell him, yes.

And then I press my lips to his.

Felix sinks into me like ink in paper.

Like he was made for me.

I kiss him with renewed confidence, and relief.

I devour him with my whole damn soul.

Our lips part just a bit and I whisper to him, “Results came in.”

Felix’s gaze simmers as he glances down to my lips, his chest heaving with breath.

“I take it it was good news,” he says, flashing me with a smirk.

“Very.” I nod, then take his lower lip in my mouth, biting at the flesh.

“Duncan, I—” The way he says my name is like a wish, a prayer.

I slide my fingers over his waist, deftly working at the buttons of his jeans. I hold his gaze, watching the way his pupils dilate.

“Yes, Felix?” I whisper as I feather my mouth over his jaw, a smile curling on my lips.

His heavy breath echoes in the space between us.

“I...” His voice falters, shaking with nerves and I stop.

I look at him, for a moment worried I’m pushing him too much.

He slides both his hands up the side of my neck, licking his kiss-swollen lips.

“I love you.” He says the words as if he’s terrified, and I realize heis.

Because Felix has never loved out loud.

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