Page 13 of Silent Verity (Razor Monkees #2)

Jesse

I jerked back from Dalton so fast, I ended up pushing him, damn near toppling him off his own bed. Panic clawed at my throat. My heart was beating so hard, I could barely breathe past the slam of it against my chest bone.

I’d kissed Dalton .

I’d fucking kissed Dalton !

I had to get out of here. Had to get the fuck away before he rejected me and ripped me to fucking shreds.

I couldn’t do this. Not today. Not any fucking day, really, but definitely not today.

Not when I was already so raw and shredded.

If he rejected me and put permanent space between us, I literally might just fucking go slit my wrists.

I couldn’t do life without him.

“I need to go shower,” I choked out, trying to kick the blankets off my legs, but I was just tangling myself up more.

Frustrated tears burned at my eyes as I tried pushing them off, but my arms weren’t cooperating properly, and my hands were shaking so badly, I could barely grasp the fucking things with enough force to tug the blankets away.

“Oh, no, you fucking don’t,” Dalton growled, his arm banding around my waist and tugging me harshly back to lay on the mattress.

Before I could even try moving away again, he was straddling my thighs, trapping me beneath him.

His hand landed on my chest, the other braced beside my head as he pinned me to the mattress.

“Dalton—” I choked out.

He shook his head, grinding his teeth together.

His platinum blonde and black hair hung into his eyes for a moment as he drew in a deep breath through his clenched teeth.

Was he seeking patience? Was he trapping me here just to rip my fucking heart out of my chest?

It was already goddamn bleeding for him.

He might as well get the opportunity to just bathe himself in my blood while we were at it.

“How the fuck is it not obvious how goddamn infatuated I am with you?” Dalton finally breathed, opening his pale blue eyes to look down at me.

My heart fucking stopped .

“ What ?” I breathed, staring up at him in disbelief.

A half hysterical, half broken laugh fell from his lips as he shook his head.

His fingers flexed against my chest. “I can’t fucking pretend anymore, baby.

” There went that name again. I’d thought he’d only been calling me that last night to calm me down, but his use of it a couple of minutes ago was the reason we were now in this predicament.

The reason my head was fucking spinning. And there he went, using it again .

“There’s not a goddamn thing I won’t do for you, Jesse.

I’ll give you the entire world .” My heart was in my throat as I stared up at him, listening to him spill his guts to me.

“I’ve always believed I’m demisexual, but to be honest, baby, I think I was just created to love you .

” Tears welled in my eyes and immediately spilled over onto my cheeks because now, I knew he wasn’t joking.

His words were too fucking raw to be a joke.

Dalton… Dalton fucking loved me .

Me .

“I’ve waited for you for years , Jesse. I literally ache for you.” He grabbed my hand and pressed it over his chest, where his heart was beating just as rapidly as mine. “When you hurt, I hurt. When you cry, I want to rip the fucking world apart.”

“But these are good tears,” I croaked, sniffling. I didn’t know what else to say. My head was spinning from his confession.

He smiled a little. “I think I figured that out, baby.” Releasing my hand, he cupped my cheek. I kept my hand pressed over his heart. “Tell me you feel this, too, Jesse. Please .”

Sniffling, I nodded. “For years,” I whispered, my voice cracking on my own admission.

Dalton leaned down and crushed his mouth to mine, kissing me with a desperation that wreaked havoc on my heart and my mind.

And as if those fucking blankets had been intentionally trying to trap me here in this bed, suddenly, I could get my legs loose.

Dalton moved between my thighs, pressing our bodies together.

“Is the door locked?” I panted when he began working his mouth along my jaw to my earlobe. I whimpered when he sucked the lobe into his mouth, then gently sank his teeth into the sensitive flesh.

“I don’t know,” Dalton growled. “But if someone fucking interrupts me, I’m going to bash their face into that fucking door.”

I laughed softly, but it was abruptly cut off when Dalton licked a path behind my ear and down my neck. I moaned, my heels driving into the mattress as I arched my hips, pressing my erection against Dalton’s. A low growl sounded from his throat, and a shiver raced down my spine at the sound.

“Fuck, you’re so beautiful,” Dalton groaned as he pushed my shirt up and off, tossing it somewhere to the floor.

His hands mapped out the planes of my body, and then, his lips followed.

I was helpless to do anything but cling to him as my eyes rolled back in my skull and precum leaked from the tip of my cock. I was so hard for him, it hurt .

“Want your shirt off, too,” I finally managed to pant.

Dalton leaned up on his knees, then tugged his shirt over his head, revealing his wide shoulders and narrow hip bones. His stomach was toned and flat, and his chest was just defined enough to make me fucking drool over him.

How did I get so lucky to have my best friend fall in love with me?

Moving back over me, our lips met again, and I moaned at the feel of his hot skin against mine.

When his tongue probed between my lips, fucking into my mouth, I was no longer capable of coherent thought.

Because when he started fucking my mouth with that magical tongue, my ass clenched tightly, needing him inside of me.

“Fuck, I need to get you naked,” Dalton rasped.

Leaning up on his knees, he gripped the hem of my sweatpants and tugged them down my legs with my briefs.

For a split second, I was self-conscious of my body.

I was a lot leaner than Dalton, and my cock was a little less than average.

But then he raked his eyes over me, and his blue eyes darkened.

His hands ran up my thighs, and then, his thumb was tracing over my shaft like it was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen.

“Fuck, your dick is pretty,” he murmured, making my skin heat with a blush.

And then, he was licking a stripe up the underside of it.

I choked out his name, or something close to it, my back bowing off the bed.

A low, husky chuckle fell from Dalton’s lips, and then, he was sucking me into his mouth and swirling his tongue around me like he was sucking on a fucking lollipop.

“ Dalton ,” I whined, my hips rolling up to fuck into his mouth. He moaned, encouraging me. “If you don’t stop, I’m going to come.”

He popped off of me, a cheeky grin pulling at his lips.

Then, he flattened his torso to the bed between my legs and spread my thighs before pushing my thighs back toward my chest. I parted my lips to tell him to stop because I was extremely self-conscious of my ass, but then, the flat of his tongue was running over my rim and I forgot everything but how fucking good his mouth felt on the most intimate part of me.

“ Christ ,” I cried out, my fingers spearing through his hair. He rumbled against me, sending vibrations tingling all the way up to my balls. And then, he was eating my ass like a man starved.

And holy fucking shit, if men everywhere ate ass, there’d be fucking world peace.

My body trembled, and when he finally speared his tongue inside of me, I was pretty sure I sobbed.

I had no idea when he grabbed lube, but a few minutes later, after he’d spent quite a bit of time fucking me open with his tongue, he speared two fingers inside of me.

I tensed, but then he stroked over a magical spot inside of me that had me seeing stars and quickly forgetting the burn of the stretch.

“Dalton, Dalton, Dalton,” I chanted, my breaths sawing from my lungs.

He looked up at me, his chin damp and his lips red and swollen. “Yeah, baby?”

I whined, dropping my head back to the pillow.

He chuckled, then pressed a kiss to my inner thigh as he worked on stretching me open more.

I was trembling so badly, the entire bed was shaking with me.

My cock was leaking so much, my belly was just a slick mess of precum.

But Dalton was doing so many magical things with his fingers and his mouth that I didn’t even know what embarrassment meant anymore.

Suddenly, he was looming over me, my legs bent over his inner elbows, the tip of his cock notched at my opening. I blinked up at him dazedly. When the hell had he moved?

“You still want this?” he asked me.

“Yes,” I pleaded. “Dalton?—”

He leaned down to kiss me, and honestly, I couldn’t even bring myself to care that he’d just been eating my ass. I kissed him back hungrily, my hands linking at the back of his neck.

“You’re going to look so pretty on my cock, baby,” Dalton rasped.

And then, he was leaning up and pushing inside of me, watching as our bodies joined together.

He’d opened me up so well that the sting only lasted mere moments.

And then, we were moving together, my hips rolling up to meet his every thrust.

“Dalton—oh, fuck,” I sobbed, tears rolling down my cheeks.

“Fuck, you’re so perfect,” Dalton growled, leaning down to kiss me again. “You look so right on my cock like this, baby. So fucking pretty.”

Those words sent me tumbling over the edge.

My orgasm slammed through me like a fucking freight train, and my vision whited out.

Static filled my ears. I was vaguely aware that I was crying harder, but Dalton just kissed them away, fucking me harder and faster, chasing his own pleasure now that I’d come.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck ,” Dalton chanted just as my vision and hearing came back to me. Sweat beaded along his forehead, and his brows were furrowed low over his eyes. “Jesse—” he choked out.

“Come. Please,” I begged. I needed to feel him fill me up.

He crushed his mouth to mine again, moaning into our kiss as his hips fell off rhythm. I clung to him, and when he was finally finished, he dropped on top of me. I wrapped my legs around his hips and closed my eyes, feeling settled for the first time in… well, ever.

I’d never felt this content in my fucking life.

“I love you,” I whispered.

Dalton turned his head, which had been resting on my shoulder, and pressed a kiss to the curve of my neck. “I’ve loved you for years , baby,” he said just as softly. “You’re mine now.”

I nodded. “Yours,” I agreed, a stupid, dopey smile pulling at my lips. And then, I promptly passed the fuck out, cum drunk and hungover.

Yet I was the happiest I’d ever fucking been.