Page 16 of Battered & Broken
When I pushed down, he bucked up, taking me deeper than I intended but still not deep enough.
Our pace alternated between slow and lazy and then fast and hard, changing just in time to draw out the moment each time we got too close. Which was often. I let Cedric set the pace andshow me what he liked by the way his breath changed and his body squirmed.
“I’m close, Ozzie.” He was whining and bucking under me with his fingers digging into my shoulders. “I need to come.”
“Come for me, baby. I’ve got you.” I gave him a few more short thrusts and felt his entire body tighten up underneath me. When the first stream of his come splashed on my belly, I let go too.
We both moaned through the early pulses of our orgasms, and then our lips smashed together, bringing us to the peak of our climaxes at the same time. We didn’t stop to breathe until our bodies were fully spent and our lungs demanded oxygen.
He breathed in and out slowly, still gripping my shoulders like he didn't ever want to let go.
That was fine with me. I wasn’t ever planning to let him let go.
I rolled to the side and pulled him with me, needing to recover but still wanting him as close as possible.
Cedric curled into my side, his face finding the familiar spot against my chest as I carded my fingers through his damp hair. He nuzzled my nipple with his nose and then looked up at me. “Can I?”
I would never deny him anything. "Take anything you need."
And he did. He pulled my tight peak into his mouth and sucked hard, quickly finding a comfortable grip on me that allowed my milk to flow right down his throat.
I didn’t realize I’d fallen asleep until Cedric released my skin from his mouth and the cool air woke me up. My eyes quickly went to his and he was staring right at me.
"Hi." He scooted up a bit so we were level.
I pulled the sheet over his arms to keep him from getting chilly. “Hi.”
He was quiet for a moment before he sucked in a deep breath. "I’ve been thinking you were right."
I rubbed the back of his neck with my fingertips, already liking where he was going with this. "I’m right about a lot of stuff. You’ll have to be a bit more specific."
"Being in love." His eyes didn’t waver at all, and I knew he was being sincere. "This must be what it feels like because I definitely love you."
I pressed my lips to the top of his head and breathed him in. "I definitely love you too, sweetheart."
“Good.” He let out a slow breath and tucked his body in closer against mine. “Now I can sleep.”
“Sleep, baby. I’ll be right here when you wake up.”
9
CEDRIC
I stopped keeping track of whose apartment we were in because it just stopped mattering. My toothbrush was in Ozzie's bathroom, and his reading glasses were on my nightstand. And somewhere along the way, that became our normal.
Our perfectly normal.
We woke up together every morning, and it felt completely natural. I kept waiting to feel suffocated or for Ozzie to ask for a night to himself, but it never happened. Neither of us wanted to be apart for longer than we had to be.
And when I opened my eyes in the morning, he was usually awake, just lying there with one arm behind his head and watching me like I was the best TV in the world. He'd give me a kiss and say good morning before I kissed his chest and had my morning milk. It was usually brief because I emptied him out every night before sleep, but it was the best way to start my morning.
Close and warm and loved by Ozzie.
"You're outta coffee." I was staring into the cabinet next to his fridge in Ozzie’s gray hoodie. It was a good hoodie, and I was never giving it back. “Should we have breakfast at my place?”
"I’ll have a bag of coffee beans and more bread for your sandwiches delivered. We ate the last loaf yesterday." He was at the table with his laptop open, already an hour into his workday. "There's some of that instant stuff in the back if you can’t wait."
I pulled back and looked at him from around the cabinet door. "I'm not drinking instant."
