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I ground down harder, working my ass up and down his shaft while he stroked mine. It felt amazing, pleasure lighting me up inside and out. The burn of his entry had subsided—or perhaps transformed was a better word. It had transformed into a burning, dark pleasure that wound me tighter and tighter. My body felt like a live wire thrumming with electricity and throwing sparks.

When Parker licked his palm and then stroked me with a slick hand, while suddenly powering his hips up, fucking me harder, I felt the tide of my pleasure rising, ready to sweep me away.

“Come with me,” I gasped. “Please, Parker, come inside me.”

“Oh God, yes.” He stroked me even faster. Fucked me harder. “Let go. I’m right there with you.”

My stomach tightened as he battered my prostate and jerked my cock. I couldn’t last another second. I trembled, forcing my eyes open to see his face. He was gazing at me, and there was no missing the wonder in his eyes, the love he had for me.

Pleasure lit me up, and I cried out hoarsely as I came over his fist, ass tightening on his cock still deep inside me. Seconds later, Parker gave a broken sound, thrusting once more into my still shuddering body and came.

I collapsed down onto his chest, kissing his shoulder, and he wrapped his arms around me, holding me close.

“Sleep here?” he asked, sounding tentative.

We were still joined, his cock softening inside me. I couldn’t have dreamt of saying no to his request in this moment—and I didn’t want to anyway. I wanted every night with him. Every moment we could each spare.

“Where else would I sleep?”

His arms tightened around me, and his sigh made my hair flutter over my ear. “Good. I feel so close to you. I just can’t handle letting you go right now.”

“You never have to let me go.” I lifted my head enough to brush a kiss to his lips. “I’m serious, Parker. I’m all in.”

“Actually”—he thrust his hips a little, making me feel him inside—“I’m all in.”

He was still half-hard, and I tightened around him a little, making him hiss.

“Guess we both went all in tonight,” I said with a smirk.

“Yeah,” he said with a smile so bright it lit up the entire room. “I guess we did.”

* * *

PARKER

After we cleaned up, Simon and I curled up in bed, in each other’s arms, and it felt more natural than I’d ever expected. We hadn’t been this close—sleeping in a bed together—since our weekend trip to Riverton. That time, we’d just begun falling in love. I could see it now, how smitten we both were. But there had still been so much uncertainty between us.

That was gone now. I no longer carried a secret guilt about my position on the team and my wish to leave it behind. Simon knew, and he accepted and loved me anyway. And Simon seemed different too: more open, more vulnerable.

He could be so aggressive and dominating with sex—which was thrilling to experience—but tonight he’d given me something more. He’d let me inside his body, no easy move for someone as guarded as he was. He’d opened himself to me, shown me so much love that I had no doubt his feelings ran as deep as mine did.

Simon nuzzled my neck, seeming comfortable entangled with me on the bed, one of his legs over my thigh, his chest pressed up against my shoulder.

“I promised my grandparents I’d have breakfast with them,” he said.

“Oh.” That was disappointing. I’d hoped to spend a long morning in bed. Maybe if we set the alarm, we could make love before he had to leave?

“They’d, uh, like to meet you,” Simon said, arm tightening around me, giving away his tension.

I caught his eye. “You told them about me? About being bi?”

He nodded once. “Will you go with me?”

“Yes.” I smiled, so much warmth washing through me I wouldn’t be surprised if my skin started to glow. “I’d love to meet your grandparents. They sound great.”

“They really are.” He frowned a little. “They don’t want me to pay them back for school. Chels changed her plans. She was going to go to culinary school, but instead she took a job at a local bistro and enrolled in an online program.”

I shifted onto my side, putting us face to face. “Is that bad?”