“I’ll do it.” Of fucking course I would. “But don’t expect me to call you master.”

He harrumphed but followed with “Fine. But maybe on a few occasions?”

“I won’t—”

“I’ll sing to you more.”

Fucking hell.

“I’ll think about it.”

He chuckled. “Knew that would work.”

“Zion, you could become a star with your voice.”

He shook his head. “Not somethin’ I’m after. I’m just happy bein’ the star in your eyes.”

I shoved at him and snorted. “Fuckin’ hell, you’re corny.”

“You like it,” he said.

Again, I shook my head and said, “I love it.”

The humor dancing in his eyes left. “You woke me up in the best damn way, or I would have lost out on havin’ this with you. Know it won’t be fantastic all the time. Know we’ll argue, but I need you to know I’ll do everythin’ I can to make sure you’ll be sleepin’ at my side. That you’ll still love me until we’re fuckin’ old. That’s how serious I am with you.”

Holy shit.

My organs were rejoicing with one another in the center of my body. I cupped his cheek and said softly, “I’m right there with you, Zion.”

“Good.” Then his smile was back. “Can’t thank you enough for offerin’ up to suck me off that first time.”

Lightly laughing, I pulled him close and told him, “You’re welcome.”

“Now, are you gonna pleasure me, lover?”

“Oh yeah, in a way that’ll blow your mind.”

He lowered his head and kissed me. Blindly reaching out, I grabbed the tube of lube, opened it, and squirted some onto my fingers. As Zion got me hot with his mouth, I reached between the gap and gently ran my fingers over his puckered hole. He sighed against my lips. It surprised me he wanted this, but then again, he surprised me a lot over the time we’d been together.

He pushed back on my fingers and I slowly inserted one. He stilled for a moment, but then relaxed and kissed me harder, our tongues dancing against one another’s. I withdrew the finger and pushed back in with two. He groaned against my lips.

We stayed like that for a while, so I could stretch him, get him ready for me. Each time I played with his prostate, he would lift his ass up on my fingers and make noises in the back of his throat.

Christ, I would never get over how Zion was mine and how damn hot he was.

He pulled back, both of us breathing heavily. “Need you, baby,” he said, his tone rough.

“Then you’ve got me.” I’d already rubbed lube onto my hard-on, so I tapped his thighs and said, “Lift a little.”

He did. Reaching between us, I took hold of my cock and rested it against Zion’s hole.

“Relax for me, sweetheart,” I ordered and witnessed his eyes heating even more when I used an endearment. “Good,” I said when he took a breath, and slowly, I started to slide up inside his tight ass.