Chapter 23

JUNE 5 – MONDAY 2:21 PM

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I was the one now embracing Myles's philosophy to the fullest. Pleasure over pain, loving touches over tears, I wanted it all…everything he was willing to give me, I'd take. Would some people say I was hiding, avoiding, and living in denial? Probably. But there was something simultaneously calming to my mind but exciting to the rest of me while being so vulnerably intimate. From the first time Myles touched me, I'd felt it, and now I let the sensation consume me and push all the bad out to be dealt with later.

Myles wrapped me up in a towel and flat-out refused to let me walk to the bedroom. He carried me bridal style and kicked the door closed behind him. He even held open the covers so I could lay down, but then he stood there and stared at me, unmoving.

"Is everything okay? Are you having second thoughts? Because if so, we don't have to do this now," I said, and an adorable lopsided grin pulled at the corner of his mouth, showing off his dimple. He was so incredibly sexy.

"Naw, Snowflake. Everythin' is fine. I'm just takin' a moment to appreciate ya."

I held up my finger at him. "Don't you dare start spouting off sweet and adorable things again because I will start bawling like a child, and I refuse to ruin this moment. So lay your sexy ass down right now."

Myles barked out a laugh and smiled wide as he climbed into bed. "Yes, Snowflake. Whatever you want, Snowflake," he teased, and heat raced rampantly through my body. "Would ya like to spank me for being so naughty? I have so many sins to make up fer."

"Oh my god," I said, giving his chest a little shove as the erotic images flooded my mind.

Myles nipped the side of my neck. "What? I'd let ya," he said, his voice deep and growly. My stomach flipped, and my heart fluttered. "I'd even hand ya the flogger. I can call ya Mistress if ya want."

His chest brushed against my arm, and his hand slipped over my stomach as he pulled me in tighter. Myles was always so warm. He was like a furnace that I wanted to cuddle. Between his touch and the sinful words whispered in my ear, I was rapidly losing myself in the intoxicating sensation that was Myles McCoy. He'd pulled me under his spell with that Irish lilt and goofy demeanor, but since then, I'd been entrapped by the warmth of his heart and how we melded together so effortlessly.

Myles hovered over me as his penetrating amber eyes locked with mine. Something inside of me told me we were always meant to be here. Meeting Myles had set off a chain reaction for everything else good in my life. He slid over my leg to rest between my thighs, and a tremble spread throughout my body that I couldn't control.

"Are ya scared?"

I shook my head. "No, I promise, it's over-excitement. I want this so badly I can hardly breathe."

"I need you to know before we do this that it's not just sex for me. Please don't ever think that," he said, and the stupid tears were trying to make an appearance.

"I know. I feel the same way," I whispered as I memorized the look of love on his face.

"One day, I'm gonna marry ya, Snowflake. I don't care if ya still want the same situation with everyone else, but yer mine." I smiled and wrapped my arms around his neck, kissing him hard to force him to stop saying the sweet things that spilled from his mouth like honey.

I moaned as he rubbed his cock against me. My body was aching for more, and the build-up was driving me mad. Wiggling, Myles groaned as he lined himself up and slowly pushed in.

"Feking hell, Snowflake," Myles broke the kiss and growled. "Yer so tight and wet, this is incredible." He pushed a little further in, and I gasped and ran my fingers down his back and gripped his ass. It was as if everything was heightened, and all my senses were singing.

"You feel amazing," I said, arching up and forcing the last few inches of him into me faster. My muscles gripped his cock, and I loved how he groaned and shuddered as his body blanketed me.

"Fuck, yer drivin' my sanity right off a cliff," he said, pulling back and sliding in smoothly. "I need to adjust. Fuck me." Myles closed his eyes and took a deep breath. I purposely pushed up hard into him, and he swore. I did it again, quicker this time, and his shoulders flexed under my touch.

Myles's eyes snapped open. "Are ya tryin' to make me lose control?"

"Maybe," I teased and wrapped my legs around his waist.

"Well, yer doin' a fuckin' good job of it." His arms shook as he thrust faster and harder, and I dug my nails into his shoulders. "Yer so beautiful," he said and kissed me, our mouths moving together as he pushed me toward the climax I was aching for. Myles sucked in a deep breath. "Fuck me, I'm gonna come too fast." He pulled out, and I glared at him, making him smirk. "Don't worry," he said and disappeared under the blankets.

I sucked in a ragged breath and clenched my fists as his hands slipped under my ass, and he sucked my clit into his mouth.

"Oh god," I moaned louder as he rushed me toward what my body was craving. He wasn't holding back, and my teasing was coming back at me tenfold as he added a finger. "Don't stop, please don't stop."

"Spread your legs wider, Snowflake," he ordered, and I did what he said, then yelped as he lifted my ass higher. I couldn't see what he was doing, but it felt incredible, and I closed my eyes as the orgasm wracked my body in a rush.

"Oh god," I said as the euphoric sensation gripped me, and my back arched off the bed. Myles was relentless, and I twitched and moaned as he dragged the orgasm out until I was panting. My heart rate was still through the roof, and my muscles quivered as he licked his way up my stomach and stopped, only to tease my nipples. That jolt of pleasure was so intense that it was almost too much.

"Yer fucking candy on my tongue, Snowflake. I could do that all day."

"I don't think that would go over well in class," I breathlessly said.

"Oh, don't be givin' me any ideas ‘cause I'd happily sit under the desk and make ya scream." He smiled, and I knew by the look in his eyes that he would take getting expelled just to do it once.

"You're so bad."

He chuckled and nipped the side of my neck as he wrapped his arms under my body.

"Snowflake, if I told you the things I want to do, I'd need a priest and a confessional all day long. But then again, bendin' ya over in a house of God seems like the best place for ya to scream his name," Myles whispered into my ear.

I was going to have a seat in Hell right beside him because my body lit up at the thought of doing something so taboo. "Come here, Snowflake," he said and pushed himself up, pulling me with him.

With a little squeal, I somehow ended up sitting on his lap, my arms around his neck, and kissing his lips like they were my last meal.

"Sit on my cock. Ride me the way you want." Biting my lip, I pushed up, and he reached between our bodies and rubbed his cock against me. "Do it, Snowflake," he groaned and then flicked his tongue out over my nipple.

I slowly sat down, penetrating myself on his shaft, and it felt like we'd never be able to get close enough. Even when he filled me, I wanted more of him, all of him, everything all at once.

Myles ran his hands through my hair and gripped it as I sucked on the side of his neck, my ass slowly moving as I adjusted to the feel of this new position. This was quickly becoming my favorite as he hit all the right places and rubbed against my sensitive clit and nipples at the same time.

"Fuck," he said, pulling my hair away from my neck and arching me backward.

I whimpered as he ran my nipple through his teeth, and the tiny lick of pain enhanced all my other senses. It felt like no time had passed when I began tumbling down the path toward another climax. Myles let go of my hair, and I stared into his eyes, which had darkened with desire, and I bounced faster. He sucked in a deep breath and then suddenly fell back. Grabbing my hips, he lifted me off his body just far enough that he didn't pull out and then held me still. He smirked and then thrust up hard and fast, driving the air from my lungs.

I opened my mouth to scream his name, but nothing came out as he continued to drive up into me at a pace that was making my eyes roll back into my head.

"Myles, oh my god, I'm gonna come," I said. I met his eyes and knew he was close, too. There was a wildness there that matched my own. "Come with me," I said.

"Oh, I'm gonna. I love watching yer tits bounce."

"No, I mean, come in me," I said. His rhythm faltered for just a moment, his eyes opening wide in shock. "Don't question it. Just do it. I want to feel you. All of you. I want the whole experience."

"Snowflake, I…."

I stole whatever concern he had away and pushed down onto his cock as he was coming up, and his body arched as he swore. "You said you'd do anything for me. Come in me, Myles. I want you to."

His lip pulled up in a snarl that sent a shiver racing down my spine. "Fuck me, Snowflake."

Grabbing me, he pulled me down onto his body and rolled us over so I was once more on my back. I lost all ability to think as he fucked me like he was punishing me, but I hung on, all in. His muscles flexed under my fingertips, and as his breathing changed and his movements jerked, my orgasm peaked. I gripped his shoulders, his groans loud in my ear as he pumped faster and then yelled my name and held still.

I hadn't expected to feel him coming. The flexing of his cock inside of me kicked the climax I'd been riding up another level. With each thrust, as he came, he made me as well.

Myles flopped down on his side. But he had pulled me with him, so he was still buried deep inside of me. My heart and his breathing were all I could hear as he held me tight.

"Thank you," I said when I could form words again.

"Trust me, ya don't need to thank me."

"Not just the sex, but for taking the risk with me." I kissed along one of the tattooed lines on his chest. "I know what I asked, and…just, thank you."

"Again, ya never need to thank me, risks and all. I would do it all over again a million times. I love ya, Snowflake, for the long haul. You're completely stuck with me."

I held him and let my eyes close for a few minutes. When I smelled food cooking, I knew we should get up and make sure that Blake and Theo hadn't killed one another.

"We should get up," I said lazily.

"Aye, but this is just a warning that I'm gonna bend ya over the arm of the couch later," he said, making me laugh.

"I love you, Myles."

"Yer my soul, Snowflake."