Page 107 of Blaze & Ajax
Aiden hung on for the ride, gripping my hair.
That was all I needed to come, filling him finally. The orgasm was one of my stronger ones, and I couldn’t stop throbbing. But all great things must come to an end.
I stood there, still holding Aiden, trying to catch my breath as his hands fell away, resting on my shoulders.
“Goddamn, Ireallymissed that.”
I lifted my head and reached for his lips. Our kiss was languid and soft, full of exploring tongues, uncaring that we hadn’t brushed our teeth yet. A kiss that said ‘I love you’ without having to say it out loud.
“Come on. Let’s take a shower,” I said, carrying him to the bathroom.
“And brush our teeth,” he quipped.
After we showered, we had some coffee and breakfast so I could take my meds, and then we curled up back in bed. We didn’t want to do anything responsible yet since we didn’t have to work until tonight, but I wanted to go out and do something later since it was warm and pretty out.
The TV was on, but the volume was off. Aiden’s head rested on my chest as my fingers played with his smooth, shirtless back. I could hold him like that forever.
I hadn’t officially asked Aiden to move in with me, but he hadn’t left my apartment since he forced himself into my life during my lowest point, and I was so fucking grateful for it. But I wanted to make it official now.
“Aiden, Baby?”
“Hmm,” he said sleepily, completely relaxed against me as I continued the soft touches on his back.
“Move in with me… like, permanently. I love having you here, and it’ll be even better with all your shit in my place.”
Aiden lifted his head and rested his chin on my chest. “You sure?”
“Definitely.”
“Can I think about it? I love being with you here all the time, but… I don’t want to leave Cueball hanging. He’s got that apartment all byhimself now. Stone already moved out a while ago, and now me? I’ll have to see if he can afford it.”
Several months ago, Aiden… No, Blaze, wouldn’t have cared about anyone. Maybe he did, but he acted that way to keep everyone away. Still, he wouldn’t have been empathetic like that, at least not openly.
“Sure, talk to him. If you can’t, it’s no biggie. I know you’re not going anywhere.”
He smiled. “I want to. I’ll let you know, okay?”
“Sounds good.” I leaned forward and kissed his head. “One day, you and I will do some cam shows, make decent money, and get a bigger and nicer apartment.”
“Thank you,” he said.
I furrowed my brow. “For what?”
“For imagining a future with me. I never thought I’d find love or find someone who loved me back enough to want that. It’s… healing.”
“Fuck, babe. Anyone would be crazy not to care about you, and those who didn’t werenuts. They had no idea what they were missing in truly knowing you.”
Aiden smiled and snuggled tighter into me, leaving it at that—no disputing, arguing, or doubts. And that was perfect because I knew all was right in his world.
Six months later
I pounded on Jaxon’s door, not giving a shit if the entire neighborhood could hear me. “Open the fuck up, asshole!”
Someone opened their apartment door and peeked out, but not the person I needed. I snarled at them, and they quickly closed the door.
“Goddammit! Open! Now!”
Jaxon’s door suddenly burst open, and he smirked, blocking my way to get inside. “What?”