Epilogue ♕

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"He should be coming any minute now," Gilinsky looked over at me. I nodded and looked up at the sky, wrapping my arms tighter around my torso. We spent at least another minute in silence until I could hear the faint sound of a helicopter. "That must be him." The helicopter was in clear view, and Gilinksy and I stepped down onto the stairs while it made it's landing. There was so much wind being produced from the blades, and the sound was highly intense. A body stepped out, and Gilinsky and I saw our cue to approach them.

"Mr. Gilinsky?" The warden shouted over the sound of the helicopter.

"Yeah," Gilinsky yelled back. Nate came into view and his eyes lit up when he saw me. I handed Gilinsky the briefcase filled with money. 

"Now that he has been released, and you have gave me the money, you know what you must do now...correct?"

"Yes," Gilinsky nodded his head. "Thank you." The warden climbed back into the helicopter and in seconds it was in the air once more. I ran up to Nate and wrapped my legs around his torso, while he held me tightly.

"God, I missed you so much," he whispered against my skin. He pressed his lips to mine and I felt my eyes beginning to well with tears. 

"It's good to have you back, man," Gilinsky smiled and patted Nate on the shoulder.

"Let's go home," Nate said grabbing my hand. "Is everything ready?"

"Yeah, we live at five," I told Nate as we walked down the stairs of the building. 

"Okay, well you crazy kids have fun, and I'm going to go take care of some last minute things," Gilinsky told us.

"Alright, see you soon, man," Nate fist bumped him and we all headed our separate directions. Nate and I took a cab back to the apartment for our last night in New York City.

When we got back home he immediately pushed me inside and he hardly had the door closed before he was ripping off my clothes and tossing me onto the bed like he was a rabid animal. Grunts and groans escaped his lips as he tore off all of my articles of clothing not even caring that the curtains were pulled back, and the large glass windows let the world see everything that was happening. He grabbed a baggie out of one of the dresser drawers and dumped some of it onto my abdomen.

"I'm trying to get clean," I told him.

"Just one last time, baby girl," he kissed my forehead. I smiled missing the times when he would do this, it was an exhilarating rush to watch him.

He reached into the drawer and pulled out a bill and quickly rolled it up, and began to snort the powder off of me. I ran my fingers through my hair, watching as he got his fix. I was completely mesmerized by all of his intricate movements: he would close his eyes and lean his head back letting out a satisfied groan that turned me on so much more, and then his eyes would meet mine, and a playful grin would tug at the corners of his lips before he went back for more.

Once I could no longer take it I knew that I had to pleasure him physically in the best way that I could. I took a little bit of the coke myself and went down on him causing him to cry out and beg for more. He yanked my hair and I was sure that the buildings next to us could see the entire show, and it didn't bother me in the least bit. He tossed me back onto the pillows and plunged into me without warning causing me to shout, and scream while he didn't hold back. Everything about it was intense due to it being long overdue, and when he was finished he made sure to leave large red marks all over my body with the indents of his teeth.

"It's been too long," he said raking his fingers through my hair. "Those other boys didn't touch you did they?" I shook my head and saw him flash a victorious grin. "Good, baby. You're not theirs to touch." I smiled to myself appreciating how protective he was of me, and we both knew that the other guys were tempted so many times to lure me in, but they knew if he found out he would have his way with me in front of them before brutally murdering them. I heard my phone go off in the front room and I looked up at Nate. "Might be important, go get it," he said pecking me on the cheek. I nodded and when I climbed out of bed I went to reach down for my clothes but he stopped me. "No, baby. Keep them off, I think I could go for another round," he winked.

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