Not safe for the Heart

♥️Chapter 17♥️

Hi my lovely readers,
Trying my best to get back to speed and I was kicking my feet writing this hehe.
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Sloane's POV

Love was always an all or nothing bet into the unknown. There were many more moments when Sloane felt so unsure, felt alone and felt afraid of these feelings that seem to control his actions. But a win in love was a fortune that could not be compared to other riches. The words were said, despite being so plain in front of him, Seth loved him. He had loved him all this time. Sloane wanted to blame himself for every misunderstanding, for the pain and torture Seth had gone through. He knew he did not deserve this man, all his kindness and the time he waited. But greed fuelled him. After all, he too, had paid a hefty price for the mistake he made.

"I love you so much." Sloane repeated, over and over again. "Everything I owe you, all the time that was wasted. I'll make up for it starting today." He felt Seth's tears against his face. His touch had a firm gentleness to it. The void that consumed him was being filled with a warm and delicate light. "Let's do it... the marriage contact. I want to be only yours forever."

Seth looked at him, it was an intense gaze, of deep longing and pure love. Why couldn't Sloane  notice this before? If he had known, this was what that look meant, perhaps so much time could have been saved.

"Thank you." Seth said softly. "For entrusting me, for loving me."

There were many things Sloane loved about Seth, but there was a whole list dedicated to how Seth would treat him in bed. He never could imagine that someone so perfect for him would exist in this world. The Chairman knew Sloane's body like there was a map embedded in his mind. He always knew where to touch, what to say to make every experience unforgettable. How could he ever be with someone else? He was that sure of Seth. The Chairman carried him to the bed, their bodies and lips pressed together deliciously but Sloane wanted more, he wanted to be closer, he wanted to feel the heights with this man, over and over again. Even if his body felt like it was on the verge of collapsing. 

Seth tore off his clothes and Sloane ripped his shirt. Buttons and shreds of fabric, forgotten on the floor. And then their lips met again. The heat, like a wildfire sparked all over Sloane's skin. His chest against Seth's and he could feel his heart pounding and then his back was on the bed.

As Seth held his face he reached over to the night stand and grabbed the lube Sloane had been using alone over the last few days. The bottle almost finished. Seth scoffed as he raised the bottle for Sloane to see.

"How kind of you to leave some for us to use." Seth murmured. "You certainly seemed to be enjoying the last few days pleasuring yourself without me."

Sloane could melt at that gaze, he was breathless and aching all over. He could not direct Seth to a single spot where he needed attention the most because every inch of his body yearned for him.

"Master," Sloane called eagerly. "The past should stay in the past." He meant it for the other things too. It was useless to haunt over decisions that could not be changed. He wrapped his arms around Seth's neck and opened his legs slowly. "Should we not focus on the present?" He looked down to Seth's throbbing cock, he wanted to taste it. He wanted it inside, the need was burning gradually, and soon, he would not be able to control himself. He wanted to beg, but had he not done enough of that?