Page 71 of Calling You Out: Part Two

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“You’re so fucking amazing,” he said. My knuckles clenched on the headboard as he groaned under my weight.

“I love you, Harry, I love you so fucking much.” He kissed my inner arm before reaching for me again. “I’m going to come, handsome. You’re just too much.”

“Me too.” I choked, leaning down to him. I wanted to kiss him so badly, but our thrusts were rapid enough that I couldn’t reach him. All I could focus on was his cock; anything else and I would drown.

“I’m ready for you. Do your worst,” he said. It was his grin that sent me over the edge.

I broke, lightning firing around my body as stars burst behind my eyes. We came together, shouting, taken over by everything that we’d done, were doing, and the future in front of us.

His raw heat combined with his tight movements as he helped me rock my hips were explosive. I couldn’t take how good it felt as I released.

With my cum on his chest and his cock inside me, I felt closer to him than I’d been with anyone before. I knew for sure that it was him, and I wanted to be with him, just as he promised I would.

I fell against his chest, wrapping my arms around his neck, pulling him close.

I gasped, a tear dropping from me as I pressed my mouth against his ear and murmured the words I’d been holding to my chest for too long loose as we settled.

“I love you.”

Harry

Ireturned to the bedroom after washing myself. I tugged Dom’s shirt over my head, pulling it down far enough to cover myself. Though it was too tight around the middle, he seemed to appreciate it. He gave me a smouldering look until I asked him the question I still needed the answer to.

“So did you ever plan to actually tell me about Molly’s phone, or were you just hoping I wouldn’t figure it out?”

He grimaced as I approached the bed. He’d grabbed beers from the kitchen while I was in the bathroom, and he handed me one as I sat on the edge.

“I mean, yeah, I was going to tell you at some point…”

“You’re such a liar. It wasn’t like it was going to suddenly disappear when Molly came back.”

“Well, I was just waiting for the right moment…” I arched a brow as we both took a drink, but he didn’t avoid my gaze. “I’m sorry. I was kind of hoping that you wouldn’t find out and it would be a secret I carried to my grave.”

“And you’d never tell me how you felt about me?”

“Well, I hid my feelings pretty well, so I thought I could just bury them.”

I furrowed my brow, tilting my head. “Do you realise how stupid that is? You’re as bad at hiding your feelings as I am, especially when you hit on me non-stop andkissedme.”

Dom sighed heavily, but I still edged closer to him. Part of me, the dumb part, wanted to comfort him as pain creased his face. “I know… I fucked up so fucking badly. If you ever want to kick me out, or get rid of me, or if you just want space to yourself, literally bring that up and I’ll fuck off for however long you need.”

“Now it just sounds like you’re avoiding our relationship.” I reached out my hand, taking Dom’s, and rubbing my thumb in slow circles as I searched for the right words. “I came here for you, Dom. I wouldn’t have broken up with Molly if I didn’t want to at least try something.”

It was satisfying to watch the shock whip through him as his hand tightened around mine. “You broke up?” he asked hoarsely, and I chuckled.

“You didn’t think to ask me that as you went for me. Though I guess it doesn’t really matter to you in the end,” I said, glaring at him. I could have told him as soon as he walked in, but I was too wrapped up in him as well.

“I wanted to be close to you again since I thought everything was over, so I just kind of went crazy.” He gave me a sheepish look as I sighed loudly. “I thought if I could get your body fixed on me, then your heart would follow.”

I shook my head before I took a long drink. I didn’t look at him as I gritted my teeth; all dark emotions that had been skulking in me since I found out were rearing their heads again.

“You honestly chose the most painful path for both of us,” I said quietly as I turned back to him. “We could have gone about it in so many different ways, but you just decided to go big and make it as messy as possible.”

“I never said I was doing it correctly or being smart about it.”

“Dom, if you had just told me the truth the morning you deleted her email, I could have told you she’d broken up with me before she left for Norway.”

The bed creaked as Dom leaned forward, putting aside his beer. “She broke up with you? You mean this whole time you weren’t even together?”