Page 87 of Dating the Boss
“Fuck, you feel amazing,” he moaned, coming down on me harder, his cock bouncing with his movements. I reached forward and stroked him. “Shit.”
My heart beat in my throat. The sensation of being inside him, plus the joy in my chest from how great it was to love and be loved by him was enough to make my eyes prickle a bit.
“I love you,” I said. No words had ever been more true. I felt them in my core.
“I love you too, big guy.” Reed leaned down to kiss me before sitting back again and rolling his lean hips.
That underlying tension that used to weigh on me when I thought about our future was gone. We were free to love each other and to show the world that love. No more hiding.
Epilogue
Reed
March weather in Washington state was still fucking cold, and the highs rarely got above fifty degrees Fahrenheit. That Saturday morning, I loaded my bag into the trunk of my car and pulled my jacket tighter around me, my breath fanning out in front of me in the chilly air.
Warm arms came around my waist.
“You ready to go?” Daniel whispered in my ear, swaying us slowly from side to side as we stood in the driveway.
I rested back against him. “Can we stop on the way and get coffee? I might commit murder if I don’t get some caffeine soon.”
He chuckled and released his hold. “Of course.”
We could’ve gone anywhere for Spring Break—a warm beach somewhere or a cruise to the Bahamas. But there was only one place we wanted to be right now.
The place where it all began.
The four-hour drive wasn’t nearly as bad this time. Indie music played over the car speakers as we drove, the twists and turns from when the road narrowed nowhere near as scary now since there wasn’t snow and ice everywhere.
Daniel held my hand as he focused on the road, softly humming to the song that played. I caught myself smiling at him like a goofball and only looked away when my phone buzzed.
Quinn:God, it’s beautiful here.
He sent a picture of crystal-blue water and white sand beaches. Monty was in the picture, grinning as he pointed to the ocean, shirt off and sunglasses on.
Me:Glad you guys made it safely!
Quinn and Monty had gone to Mykonos, Greece, and had left on a late flight yesterday. I had gone there with Quinn last summer, but Monty had never been and wanted to see it. And my best friend was eager to go again. So was I. The nine-hour time difference made it around 5:00 p.m. where they were. Daniel and I planned to spend a few days in Ivory Falls before leaving for the airport and meeting them there.
Quinn:You and Daniel are still coming on Tuesday, right? The villa we rented is super nice.
Me:We’ll be there!
It was going to be the best Spring Break ever. I was so excited I could barely sit still. Not that I could sit still most other moments either.
“Is that Quinn?” Daniel asked. “Did they make it okay?”
“Yeah, they’re already at the beach.” I put my phone down and retook his hand. “This is kinda weird, right? The last time we traveled this way, we were pretty much strangers. Now look at us.”
The ups and downs, the anxiety surrounding our work, but most importantly, the intense love and connection between us, had all led to that moment. If given the chance to do it all again, I wouldn’t change a thing.
“I never thought I’d feel this way about anyone,” Daniel said, furrowing his brow. Being vulnerable was hard for him, but he was learning how to open up. My big lug. “Romance, for me, always felt like trying to force together two pieces that didn’t even belong in the same puzzle. I could pretend for a while that it was working, but then it’d come apart.” He gently squeezed my hand. “But with you? I don’t have to force anything. It just works. You…” He softly laughed. “Never mind, I’m not saying that.”
“Ah, come on. Tell me.”
“It’s cheesy.”
“Have you met me?” I asked with a snort. “I’m nothing but a cheesy, overly romantic sap who reads fluffy romance books and fantasizes about happily ever afters.”
