Page 78 of Just a Bit Captivated

Aiden looked back at Zain and gave him a hopelessly besotted smile, squeezing his hand.

Zain squeezed back and smiled a little, his eyes trained only on him.

As they were meant to be.

Epilogue

A few months later

Zain was back.

Zain was finally back.

Zain was finally back and inside of him, where he belonged.

Moaning, Aiden spread his legs wider, clutching at Zain’s shoulders as the older man thrust into him. Christ, it felt so right—the weight of him, the pressure, the pleasure, theman. Aiden felt so insatiable for him he wanted to whine every time Zain pulled out. Although Zain had been back in his life for months, Aiden still irrationally felt like he could be taken away from him. He would never get enough of him. These past few weeks apart hadn’t helped.

“Don’t come yet,” Aiden said hoarsely, sliding his hands down Zain’s muscular back and gripping his firm ass. “Don’t stop.”

“I’m too close,” Zain said, burying his face in Aiden’s neck. “It’s been weeks.”

The desperation, the need in his voice, made Aiden’s heart soar. Zain still wasn’t very good at talking about his feelings, but at times like this, it was obvious he had it as bad as Aiden did.

“Zain,” Aiden whispered, stroking Zain’s back and shoulders, relishing the strength of his muscles as they flexed under his fingers.“Zain—Zain…”

“What?” Zain said, mouthing his neck.

Aiden smiled dazedly, hugging him close. “Nothing. I just love saying your name. I love you.”

Zain groaned, his rhythm becoming uneven, harder, faster, and with a last few jerky, jagged lunges, he came inside him, letting out a deep, hoarse snarl of pleasure.Breathing hard, he slipped his hand between them to stroke Aiden’s leaking cock. “Come for me,habibi.”

That was enough to push Aiden over the edge, because he was that easy for him. That desperate. That in love.

“Don’t pull out yet,” he begged.He clutched Zain to him, buried his face in his neck, pressed his mouth against his skin as the pleasure wracked his body before slowly ebbing out.

Peace. Quiet. The scent. The man. Everything was perfect with the world.

At long last—far too soon—Zain rolled onto his back and pulled Aiden into his arms.

Aiden hummed, tucking his head under Zain’s chin and wrapping his arm around Zain’s waist. He was aware he was kind of clinging, but so was Zain, to be honest. It had taken Zain longer than expected to finalize his business arrangements in Dubai.But finally Zain was back for good, back in their home in Boston. Their home. Theirs. His and Zain’s. The mere thought still made Aiden giddy. He’d loved Zain’s mansion in Dubai, but this house felt special, because they’d picked it together. For them.

Fuck, Aiden hadn’t known it was possible to feel so happy. His happiness was so embarrassingly obvious that even his parents had started thawing toward Zain.“I can’t hate him when he puts that look in your eyes,”his mother had said last month.“Your dad isn’t angry anymore, either.”

His parents’ acceptance made Aiden even giddier, but after being miserable for ten long months, he still couldn’t quite believe how perfect his life was now. He was a little scared. Scared this happiness would be snatched away from him in a puff of smoke.

“Are you sure Al Sharabi isn’t going to hire someone to kill you?” Aiden said.

Zain gave a soft snort.“The old man might be pissed, but the divorce isn’t as much of a humiliation as Gadiel ditching his daughter would have been. He’ll live with it, especially considering that I gave Farah a very generous settlement.” A wrinkle appeared between his brows. “That said, I’m still a little surprised by how little trouble Al Sharabi caused. I expected it to be harder.”

“I… I might have asked Damiano to threaten Al Sharabi into leaving you alone,” Aiden said, cringing a little. It wasn’t that he was afraid that Zain would be angry. Zain’s anger was nothing a few soft smiles and hard fuckscouldn’t fix. But this interference revealed how much he had been worried.“It’s not that I thought you couldn’t take care of yourself, but…” He lifted his head to look Zain in the eyes and whispered,“I’m scared shitless of losing you after finally getting you back.”

Zain stared at him for a moment. Blinked. Looked away.

“You won’t lose me,” he said, returning his gaze to Aiden. “Nothing will stop me from coming back to you.”

His eyes stinging, Aiden leaned forward and kissed him needily. “That was a very romantic thing to say,” he said, cradling Zain’s face with his hands.

“Was it?” Zain said.“It’s simply a fact.”

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