Page 178 of Dissolving Prejudice

I placed him on the mattress, then noticed the deep crease forming between his pinched brows as he stared at the scar left on my stomach from the surgery.

“Are you okay?” I whispered, my fingers caressing him softly.

He shook his head, the necklace around his neck moving with him.

“No.” He wrapped his fingers around my length. “I need this back inside me.” His breath hitched. “I need to feel you’re okay.”

It had been over a year since I’d got injured, and while I was all healed now and probably in the best shape of my life, Shay-Lee still had moments he feared I wasn’t. His worry warmed my heart at the same time it pained my soul, and to prove he had nothing to worry about, I grabbed his hand and brought it to my mouth.

“Estoy bien, mi vida.” I kissed his palm. “No tienes de qué preocuparte.”

After promising him that I was fine and that he had nothing to worry about, Shay-Lee stared at me, cheeks red and eyes full of tears. He seemed doubtful, but soon, the fear melted from his face.

“Do you want to continue?” I asked him, and he nodded.

Happy and full of love, I kissed his sweaty forehead.

Reassured that he was fine, I let go of his hands, grabbed my dick, and aligned it with his hole before pushing back inside him. With his body bent in half, Shay-Lee crossed his legs around my neck and pulled me closer until my chain grazed his smooth skin.

I rolled my hips, driving my cock in and out of his ass while he cried my name. With his eyes closed, head sunk into the pillow, and lips parted, he was painfully beautiful. So much that I had to have another taste. I closed the distance between us and pressed my lips to his as I continued to fuck him, remembering the first time we kissed and how much we’d grown since.

I licked into his mouth, then sucked on his bottom lip when he moved his hand to my face, his finger caressing the scar that went up along my jaw, all the way to my brow.

“I love you—” He kissed me. “—I love you so much.”

My heart fluttered in my chest, my temperature rising at the three words I’d never get used to, and like some virgin, my dick twitched.

“F-fuck,” I groaned, embarrassed as I felt my climax building up.

Shay-Lee tugged on my earring, pulling my attention back.

“Just a bit more,” he whispered in my ear, his breath ghosting my skin. “I want us to come together.”

I swallowed hard and clenched my jaw as his words became my mission. Slipping my hand between us, I grabbed his cock and began moving my palm along his shaft. I stroked him at a pace that matched my thrusts, fisting him a bit tighter around the tip. It didn’t take long, and after a few shallow strokes, he began shuddering. The same went for me as my muscles lost control after a wave of pleasure washed through me. My cock pulsed and throbbed inside his ass while I filled him fully with my load; at the same time, Shay-Lee’s cock burst in my fist, his hot cum spilling from between my fingers as he continued to come until his breath calmed down and his body relaxed.

Like a useless lug, I dropped on top of him, my head nestled in his hair that still smelled of coconut.

“I love you,” I said while he began stroking my back.

“I love you, too.”

“Like, so much,” I added.

He chuckled. “I know you do.”

I turned my head to stare at him. “No, like, so, so much.”

He tilted his head so our eyes met.

“I know.”

“So fucking much—”

The sudden sound of Shay-Lee’s ringtone cut into my words, and with my cock still inside him, I looked back at the trail of clothes we’d left on the floor.

“Who’s calling you?” I frowned back at Shay-Lee, who tried shoving me off him.

“I’ll check if you move—”