We ran back to the apartment in a hurry, just awaiting the mess we both would be in. My keys jumbled in my hands and Dom guided me Into the warmness. He threw his jacket against the chair and pushed me against the hard wall.

"You're so naughty. Teasing me like that." Dom said, and truth be told, I did tease him on the beach.

I groaned as his grinded against me and attached his lips to my neck, leaving marks that would surely show the next day. I heard his belt unbuckle and I instantly screeched, a little nervous.

"Dom, I'm a little nervous."

He stopped dead in his tracks. I thought I done something wrong. Doms eyes perished through me, looking a little sorry.

"Hey baby, we'll take it slow. If you don't want to do it, that's fine. Okay?"

"I do want to do it... Slowly."

I hesitantly put my hands on his waist before attacking his lips, taking him by surprise. Dom threw his head back before kissing me one last time, leading me to the bedroom.

I got threw down on the bed softly before Dom climbed onto me. His legs were straddling my hips and he took his shirt off. I'd seen him shirtless before, but I knew I'd never get used to it. He went back down to my neck, leaving tongue trials, making my dick erect against my briefs.

I turned him over and took my own shirt off, leaning down and kissing him violently again. My hands tangled into his soft hair, groans and moans between us both.

We rolled around, breathless and speechless. Possibly the best sex I had ever experienced.

Doms POV:
We laid looking at the ceiling. Conor was cuddled up with his hand on my chest. I giggled and rolled my eyes.

"What's so funny?" Conor asked me with wide eyes.

"You're so cute when you're nervous." I kissed his forehead which made him bury his head into my chest even more.

The beat was radiating off of us, and the rain on the window was calming.

"Want some food?" Conor asked me.

"Sure. What about Chinese?" I asked him and he nodded.

He ordered the food while I sat on the couch, watching some stupid TV show that neither of us was interested in. Two beers sat in front of us and Conor finally ordered the food that would arrive soon.

"James called." I said to Conor who was peacefully laying on my chest watching the show.

"And?"

"He was asking how we were." I put my phone down and ran my fingers through Conors blonde hair.

"Dom, why were you in denial for so long?" Conor caught me off guard with the question, but I knew he'd ask it at some point.

"Truth, I was scared. I loved you Conor, trust me, but I was terrified. And now that I have you, I regret being in denial for so long." I sighed as he got up and looked at me softly.

"I'm here."

"I know Conor and I love you." I pulled him in and hugged him. His warmness gave me a sense of security.

Our food eventually came after two beers each. After food we dedicated to going to bed. I was so tired and worn out, but all That was running through my mind was the date.

Conors POV:
I will admit, I was a little terrified of the bartender. I couldn't get the memory out of my head. It was terrifying, and horrible situation to be in.

Dom laid sleeping beside me, snoring softly. I was pressed up against him and his arm laid across my back. It would die for this moment to last forever.

I couldn't do anything without this man in my life, and I hope to God I'll never lose him, ever.

Sorry for the short chapter but I really hope you enjoy this one! I'm excited for upcoming chapters to this book!

I'm also seeing Nothing but thieves tonight and I'm super excited!! Hope you all have a great day! X