Chapter Twenty-FiveCannon
It had been a mere twenty-four hours since Allie had caught me with Paige.
That night had been perfect. After a grueling couple of days, I’d gone to Paige needing her sweet comfort. And it had felt so right, so amazing, that I couldn’t hold my feelings inside any longer. I’d told her I loved her.
It wasn’t something I had planned on telling her—f**k, it wasn’t even something I’d planned on admitting to myself—yet there it was. And she’d merely clung to me, enjoying the pleasure I delivered, but not once voicing her own feelings. But what had I expected? This was never supposed to be about love. She’d ridden out the pleasure, milking me, loving me with her body but never with her words.
Christ, taking her bareback was an experience I’d never forget. The way she
