Page 60 of Accidentally Joining His Cult
The pleasure is truly indescribable as he keeps up his slow pace, angling his hips until each thrust brushes against my prostate. This is spectacular, I always want to have Beck inside of me.
“Fuck, don’t stop,” I beg, finally remembering how to speak. I can’t seem to prevent the thoughts from leaving my mouth as I try to match his motion. “This is amazing. Why haven’t we done this before?”
He picks up the pace, and I can feel my release building. I’m so close, and nothing is even touching my aching cock.
“I’ve wanted nothing more than to fuck you, to be the only man who’s ever been inside of you,” he says. “To fill your perfect ass with my cum and mark you as mine forever.”
His words make everything even more intense. “Fuck, I’m gonna?—”
“Come for me, baby,” he practically growls, before biting down on my collarbone.
Pleasure explodes from the base of my spine, spreading throughout my entire body. My vision goes dark as the most intense orgasm I’ve ever had wrecks me—without anything even touching my cock.
He lets out a deep moan and I can feel the warmth and added lubrication of his cum as he finishes inside of me. I love knowing his release is still there when he finally pulls out of me.
“Good boy,” he murmurs, and my spent cock twitches at his praise.
He stares at my ass for a moment before collecting the cum that’s leaking out of me on two fingers and shoving them back inside my hole. My cock twitches again.
“Apparently, I have a breeding kink,” he murmurs, and I laugh.
“I think I do, too.”
“I’ve never had sex without a condom before. I had no idea how hot it would be.” He smiles up at me, and it feels like my heart is going to burst.
“Me neither.”
“Wait here.” He places a soft kiss on my lips before getting out of bed and heading into the bathroom. He returns a moment later with a warm washcloth to carefully clean me up. When he’s done, he tosses it into the hamper and helps me get into a more comfortable spot on the bed, crawling in with me so that we’re both lying on our sides facing each other.
“That was even better than I’d hoped it would be,” I admit.
“I meant what I said,” he replies with a huge smile. “Best sex I’ve ever had.”
“So why didn’t we do that sooner?” I hesitantly ask, afraid of his answer. It’s been bothering me since my last visit when we’d talked about not needing condoms but he hadn’t even tried to fuck me.
He gives me an apologetic look, taking a moment to think about his answer. Then he takes a deep breath.
“Because I’m an idiot,” he begins. “Cody, I don’t know how to say this. I never have before, so I’m probably going to completely mess up the delivery.” He’s rambling, and now I’m worried.
But then he says the words that I didn’t dare to dream I’d be hearing from him anytime soon.
“Cody, I love you. I’minlove with you. And I think I have been for a long time,” he admits, looking shy but determined. “I’ve never met anyone I’ve wanted to spend all of my time with—until you. You make everything better with your positive attitude and your dazzling smile. I’d sell my soul to make you laugh.”
He grabs my hand, holding it between us as he goes on. “But I want to be there all the time, notjustwhen you’re happy. I want to be there for you to lean on when you need it. I want to be your boyfriend and your partner, and one day, if you’d want it, I want to be your husband. I want to give you the close family you’ve always dreamed of. I want you to be at my grandparents’ house for family dinners. I want you to be friends with my brothers, Adrian and Jordan. I want to give you dogs to chase around the yard. Or if you want kids, we can have as many as you’d like so they never feel alone like you did growing up.”
His face blurs as tears fill my eyes. I never thought someone would care enough to truly see me like this, let alone offer me a future and a family I’ve longed for.
“I love how much you care about everyone and want to help make them all happier. How you remember little details about people that you haven’t seen in years. Anyone lucky enough to talk to you is better off for it.Iam so much better off having met you, and I can’t believe that, for some reason, you want to be with me too. Or, at least, I hope you do,” he trails off, and I nod desperately as he continues with a relieved laugh.
“The reason I was so afraid to fuck you in Chicago is because I want to be able to give you the perfect future you deserve. A future where neither of us has to sacrifice everything to be with the other. And it’s been driving me insane that I can’t find a solution to make it work.”
His eyes flicker with emotion as he continues. “I knew that after we were together like this, I wouldn’t be able to stop myself from blurting all of this out, but I couldn’t wait any longer, and fuck, now you’re crying!”
His tone sounds slightly panicked, but I can’t stop the tears from flowing.
“I tell you I love you, and now you’re crying, but you’re also smiling, and I’m so fucking confused,” he whispers, squeezing my hand.
I burst out laughing, sitting up to lean against my headboard as I attempt to wipe away my tears. Beck sits up too, both of us still angled in toward the other so our eyes meet when I finally say, “Beck, I love you too.”
