Nunew accidentally crashes CEO Zee Pruk Panich's car when working as a valet. He expects Zee to make him pay back the cost of damages but the young businessman has another arrangement in mind.
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This felt like a dream.
I sighed as I stretched against Nunew, warm breath skating along the hairs on his neck, my arm folded tightly around his waist. He moved against me, soft yet firm. The rays of the warm morning light played in patterns along the blanket that was draped loosely around his body. I moved closer, my lips brushing against his skin.
I wondered if I'd wake up soon. If this high I was on would ever come crashing down. This reality couldn't be mine. Not when I'd all but given it up so long ago, determined to find control instead of affection. Yet, here I was, laying in his bed, holding him tightly to me. I'd allowed myself to feel emotions I'd never experienced before. It was unlike any moment I'd ever had. I couldn't stop the tingling in my chest, warmth spreading through my ribcage. What once were embers within me now felt like a wildfire, uncaged and spreading rapidly, impossible to control.
Nothing had ever compared to this feeling. Nothing compared to this moment, laying with him, basking in the knowledge that what we felt was real. That he had finally walked past the door, delving into the hidden depths within my mind, seeing me for who I was, allowing me to be vulnerable. Raw. Unfiltered as I lay before him, begging him to accept what I couldn't fix myself.
Within me he saw what was cracked, scattered like fragments of a shattered mirror. Yet I let him look anyways, not knowing that what he might find within that shadowed space was a reflection. Two halves of the same soul. Battered in ways that made me ache with familiarity, wishing it was different yet somehow relieved that he may understand. That maybe he could find a way to restore what was once broken, granting me the chance to lean into his strength, to find comfort in the matching scars. In comparable wounds, old yet still present, scabbed over yet unhealed.
But I knew he would mend them. I only hoped that I could heal him as well. That I could erase the past, bringing him into the light of a different future, fragile yet bursting with new life. With possibility. Nunew sighed, his body curving into mine, backside teasing against me. My breath hitched as his seam slid against my cock, skin against skin. We hadn't bothered to get dressed after the last time we fucked. It had been late into the night by then. Or had it been morning? The room had been cast in hues of deep blue, the shadow of twilight captured on our bodies as we moved together, his hands locked over his head, my fingers around his wrists. I'd left marks. He'd left some too.
It had been fucking amazing.
Maybe too much so. His ass pressed against me again and I winced as my cock became hard, a raw sting buzzing along the base. Goddamnit, my dick hurt. It felt fucking raw. I mean, I'd used it enough last night. Too many times to count, really. But I couldn't stop myself. And he'd been insatiable, eager to bring me back to full attention, taking me with him as we climbed that peak once more only to tumble down together, heated breath and hushed screams filling the four walls that surrounded us.
I couldn't do it again. Even if I wanted to, I was almost certain my cock would break if I tried. Nunew's body curled harder into mine, rounded muscles clenching around my erection as a soft moan slipped past his lips.
