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Ali
My body grew warmer, but my eyelids were heavy. Being with Gerard was a blessing. As my knees bent and my feet fell, I opened my eyes. Gerard held me to his massive, muscular chest as he carried me like a child.
I glanced at the white blanket covering me and wrapped my arms around his neck. “Are you moving me to the bedroom?”
He nodded. “You don’t weigh much, and I found a throw to cover you with.” He unlocked and opened the door and walked through sideways. “Watch your head.”
The hall was small. It was probably easier to walk. “I must have dozed for a minute.”
He held me tighter, and honestly, it was nice to be protected and safe in his arms as he walked up the narrow stairs.
“You felt cold, and I don’t want you getting sick. So I closed the viewing window and brought you here.”
I laughed and nodded—those metal doors made sounds. “Okay, I was out cold.”
We made it up the flights of stairs, and he opened his bedroom door. “You’re cute.”
I slid off him once we were inside and dropped the covers. “Well, I’m wide awake now.”
He gazed at my body, and desire washed through me. It was more than just lust.
“Good,” he said.
He had my heart, always. I needed to have the strength to tell him the words. I walked to the bed, sat on the edge, and waved for him to join me, though I held back a few more minutes. “I want you to lie down on the bed.”
“Me?” He dropped the boxer briefs he’d donned for the short walk.
He sat next to me, and adrenaline raced through me. I needed to stop stalling. “Yes, last time I… was on top, I was trying to pretend we weren’t more.”
“More?” He did as I asked and lay back.
I traced his leg. “Where are the condoms?”
“Side of the bed.”
I grabbed one then decided to worship his cock a little and rolled it on with my fingers. His smile was hypnotic. I climbed on top, but my heart began to race. If I lost him, ever, I didn’t know what I would do.
“Are you okay?” he asked as I hesitated.
Time was running out. I kissed him and slipped his cock inside me. “As you’d say… amazing.”
“No pressure.” Then he let out a satisfied groan.
I set a pace. Being one with him sent thrills through me. The words “I love you” were in my throat, but as I bounced, my mind grew addled. In the end, I said, “I want you, Gerard.”
“Hold on.” He took over the pace, moving hard, fast, and my body bounced.
For a split second, I held on, then my mind went blank. The air near him smelled sweet. My lips tasted like Gerard’s essence mixed with his woodsy cologne. And the world beyond us didn’t exist as far as I could see.
The sounds of the ocean and the lapping of the waves along with the sound of our rhythm somehow blended in my ears. Then I lost control. My orgasm exploded. He finished, and I collapsed on top of him. I couldn’t move off his chest. I needed a moment.
He held me. “For a second there, I was scared of losing you.” He kissed my forehead.
“That’s impossible.” I lifted my head and met his gaze. I swallowed hard. “I… love you. I wanted to tell you that I’m yours entirely.”
“I love you too, Ali.” He hugged me.
“Damn, Dreamboat.” I settled back on his chest to listen to his heartbeat. Everything was perfect because I had Gerard.
