Chapter 151
Chapter 151:
“I’m going to let you do what you think is best. I’m not going to push away an injured man because of my insecurities. I know you love me.” There was strain in his voice, but his acceptance was all it took for me to pull him into my arms.
“I do, I love you, Remy. I just… I can’t let Oscar suffer. We’ll figure it out once Zal finds him p>
“Okay,” Remy said softly. “I’m going to leave you to your business. I’m just going to rest… I don’t feel so good p>
I nodded and kissed his temple before letting him go to our bedroom. I went back to the kitchen, poured another glass of rum to settle my nerves, and checked in with Zal. I knew I’d messed up, and I needed to convince Remy that I was still his.
“Remy, baby,” I whispered from behind him. I’d changed into my boxer shorts and slipped under the sheets, wrapping an arm around his middle.
“Hey…” His voice was scratchy, his eyes red from the emotions.
“I’m so sorry, baby, I didn’t mean to hurt you p>
“It’s okay,” he said quietly. “You’re being honest.
This is just my life. I should be used to it by now p>
“Remy, baby, no…this is different. I love you. You know I do p>
“I know.
That’s why it hurts.” He chuckled softly before continuing. “I guess I’m a masochist. I don’t know why I keep doing this to my heart. You hurt me, Ghazi. It fucking hurts p>
“I’m so sorry. I’ll be better.” I turned him over and he faced me lightly, giving in when I leaned closer and felt his soft lips against mine. I moved to kiss away his tears as they trickled down his cheeks. “I love you, Remy.” I moved down to kiss the side of his neck. My hands roamed his perfectly sculpted body, the beautiful man supple beneath me.
Remy trusted me, he spread his legs for me. He kissed me back, arching his back and tilting his head back to give me his throat. I removed his briefs, then my boxers joined them on the bedroom floor. He was gloriously naked, writhing beneath me as my tongue tasted every inch of him. “I love you,” I whispered and he moaned. His hand fisted the sheets and his other grabbed my hair, holding my head between his legs as I devoured his hard cock. My hands were on his inner thighs, opening them for my greedy urge to devour him. “Ghazi, please p>
“What do you want, my love p>
“Own me, have me, make me yours.” He begged needlessly and my heart clenched, my chest ached, but I wanted to please him. I wanted to show him that I belonged to him, that he owned me.
Wrapping my arms around his body, I slid inside him after applying more lube to my cock. His legs held on to my waist with such possessiveness that my thrusts were hard and deep. His eyes showed longing, I didn’t know I could go any lower, but with him I did. Remy was a generous lover, but the man was an even more generous friend.
“I love you,” I whispered as I kissed his lips tenderly. “I know, I love you more.” Both of his hands cradled my face, pulling me down for a long, sensual kiss.
“Fill me, I want you to feel yourself inside me.” He whispers
whispered after shooting his load onto the sheets. His request made me moan hard as I climaxed inside him, filling him with his desires. I was about to pull out when he grabbed my arm and shook his head.
“Please…I want to fall asleep with you inside me.” And so I waited for him to fall asleep with my cum inside him and my cock plugging him until he finally went soft and I gently pulled out. I kissed his shoulder before getting up to get the softest damp towel to clean him and tuck him back under the sheets.
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