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“Fuck,” Hawke snarled as he began sla the end He shifted his hips just the tiniest bit and hit land and I let out a hoarse shout I couldn’tas Hawke controlled every aspect ofHawke to give me what I needed

And then I was flying as I caain Hawke shouted my name as he puht held ash his juices before shoving intoseconds as more of his cum filled me And then I heard it, barely a whisper

“I love you, Tate”

And I wanted to cry

Because I knew in h

I wasn’t enough

Chapter Twenty-Three

Hawke

I hadn’t meant to say the words Not because I didn’t mean them Because I did I’d known it the et in that car

To leave me

No, I’d said the deep inside of ain But it had been fleeting – long enough forenough to let go of the past or the promise I’d made

Tate didn’t respond to my declaration, but when I leaned in to kiss him, he kissed me back without hesitation We stayed there like that until I kneeight was too much for him and I carefully levered ht ofprih the sticky white fluid and spreading it into his skin When I looked up, I saw that Tate atching lassy eyes I wrapped ently pulled hied me down for a kiss I took his hand and led him to the bathroom

The master bathroootten around to ree walk in shoith a bench on one end After I got the shower going, I changed the angle on the shower head to make sure the water would hit us the way I wanted it to and I led Tate to the bench and sat down He didn’t need any kind of urging to sit down on an washing him

Both of us were hard by the tie of our pleasure as he rubbed up againstus off at the sa, he slipped fros I watched in rapt fascination as he licked th froue I wanted the sensual torture to both hurry up and slon at the saht because Tate’s mouth closed over otten plenty of froether, but Tate’s mouth felt entirely different He seemed to know exactly how much pressure to exert, when to back off and when to barrel on so that I was always just riding the edge of asm

As Tate sucked me down to my base, I let out a hoarse shout and put my hands on his head to hold him still so I could fuck hiswhen Tate released my cock and looked up at me

“Scoot forward,” he urged as his hands closed over my hips

It took le of uncertainty went through me as I understood ould happen next if I did as he asked My relationship with Tate had progressed so quickly that I hadn’t givenhim touch me the same way I touched him But one look at his patient eyes and I kneanted it I wanted whatever he would giveit for me