Page 85 of Dissolving Prejudice

I held his hands tighter for a second before his dick pulsed between us and hot jolts of cum wetted our bodies. With me still inside him, Shay-Lee continued to writhe underneath me as he came hard. The fact he just came un-fucking-touched was probably the hottest shit I’d ever seen, and unable to hold back another second, I exploded and came deep inside him. I didn’t pull out and continued pumping his ass with my cum until I was drained and dry, but even then, I didn’t feel like pulling out and instead kept my dick inside him before I collapsed on top of his body.

With my eyes closed and his head nestled in the crook of my neck, I breathed him in. Covered with sweat and whatnot, he smelled like mine, and I felt so fucking calmed I wanted to cry.

Shay-Lee

Lying in bed after we showered together, I closed my eyes and cuddled in Camilo’s embrace while he softly caressed my back. I should probably get up and leave soon, but being here with him, under the warm blanket and the ocean breeze coming from the open windows, felt too damn good.

Just thinking back on what we did less than an hour ago made my hair stand on end, and unable to control myself, I tilted my head aside and planted a kiss on his chest.

“I missed you,” I confessed while brushing my hand over his abs. “I missed you so much the past five years.” I said five and not four because my longing started the day I woke up from my coma and he wasn’t by my side.

Camilo nudged me closer before kissing the top of my head. “I missed you even more.” He then moved his hand to my head. Pushing a strand of hair aside, he stroked my scar. “Is this from back then?”

I nodded. “It is, but we don’t need to talk about it now.”

I felt too good at the moment to allow the past to come in and ruin it for me.

“Okay.” He rested his head against me.

Comfortable silence fell between us, and I wished we could have just fallen asleep this way when a thought occurred to me.

“I’ll break up with him once we’re back home,” I said, thinking how it was only fair.

“Yeah?”

I half rose up to look at him. “Yeah.” A small smile spread on my lips while I eyed my name that he’d branded on his chest, right where his heart was. “I want to be able to fall asleep with you without a worry on my mind.”

His relaxed expression turned into a smile, and he grabbed my hips before pulling me down into a bear hug. Wrapped in his strong arms, I felt at home, and I savored this feeling of safety I’d lacked for so long. It was then that his phone buzzed and interrupted my little piece of heaven.

“Aren’t you going to answer it?”

He hugged me tighter. “Nah.”

Pushing him away, I glanced around at where the ringing sound was coming from when I noticed his suitcases standing in the corner of the room.

“Why are your suitcases there?” I pointed at them, my brows drawing close when I saw his duffle bag placed on top, like he was packing to… leave?

The deep sigh that left Camilo a moment later didn’t put me at ease, and I quickly pulled away from him.

“Camilo?”

Sitting up on the bed, he moved a hand over his jaw. “I need to fly back to LA.”

“What?” My heart dropped because we had three more days in this resort.

“Something came up, and I had to book a new flight for the morning,” he explained, giving me nothing.

What the fuck did he mean by that?

“What came up?”

“Work.”

Not liking his short answers, I frowned at him. “What work?”

Tearing his eyes away from me, he grunted. “It doesn’t matter—”

“Fuck yes, it matters!” I snapped.