Page 67 of Love

He shook and his body arched up as his needvibrated through the room. I could feel his dick jerking, and I knew withoutthe condom he would have been filling my ass with his cum. That was what Iwanted, to be able to feel him inside me, flooding me as his pleasure exploded.

When Scott finally sank down onto the bed,closing his eyes as he tried to get his breathing under control, Ryan releasedthe now tender bud. I groaned as Ryan eased his finger out of me and held thebase of Scott’s dick to keep the condom in place as I rose off him. I letmyself rest across Scott for just a moment, hugging my boys tightly andpressing kisses to their faces.

Every time we came together it was betterthan the last, and each time they held me it felt like they opened up a littlemore. They were still the same shy guys I’d met at the club the first night,but as they slowly let me in, I found myself falling in love with who theyreally were…intelligent, tender, loving men who only wanted to please eachother and me.

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Ryan

As Dare came back to the bed, he smiled andclimbed up between us. When I started to move away and give him more room, heshook his head. “No, stay close. I want to feel you both right beside me.”

I could hear the emotion and exhaustion inhis voice as he closed his eyes. Scott rolled over, wrapping his arms aroundDare and reaching over to caress slowly down my shoulder. Dare sighed andreached out to pull us both even closer.

I worried about crushing him, but as wepressed even tighter against him, he smiled tenderly and sighed again, half-asleepas his finger started stroking down my arm. “So perfect. You guys…youjust…don’t know.”

Scott was looking down at him with anexpression I wasn’t sure I’d ever seen on him before. Love. As his eyes flickedup to focus on me, I expected the emotion to change to something else—not less,just not the same—but I was wrong. There was so much behind his gaze and allthat love was being given to me as well.

I wasn’t sure what to say. He hadn’t saidthe words, but I could feel them in the room, wrapping around us like a blanketthat was warm and would keep us safe.

Love.

It was a simple word but one that had suchweight and strength to it. The love that was shining in his eyes wasn’t weakand wouldn’t fade. We might not be ready to say it, but that didn’t mean theemotion was any less true.

As I reached across a sleepy, cuddly Dareand touched Scott’s face, I hoped he could see the emotion in me. I wanted himto feel the same strength and happiness that he’d given me.

Love.

So much had changed in such a short period.It should have felt like a hurricane had blown through. Maybe it had. HurricaneDare had turned everything upside down, but in the process had placed us wherewe should have been all along—together and with him.

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