Donovan's hand pushes down on my back as I push my head into the bed, my hands gripping tightly onto the blanket beside me.

His powerful hips thrust into me ruthlessly, making me moan out with each move he makes, out of breath, and with not a single thought in mind, just the sound of his hot wet body hitting mine.

After what seems like forever, Donovan pulls out of me and cums on my ass, his free hand gripping my ass cheek roughly as I collapse on the bed, breathing heavily and feeling beat up all over my body.

Donovan collapses near me, his sweaty wide muscled chest rising and lowering, flexing his stomach muscles as he also tries to collect his breath, his eyes never moving from mine as a smile of satisfaction makes its way to his lips.

"I could get addicted to this." He admits, his husky voice making me stifle back a moan, making me snot out.

Rolling over, my ass burns in pain, making me hiss out and Donovan laugh.

"Shut up." I groan out, moving to lie on my back.

Donovan sits up and looks at his phone, then he puts it back on the bedside table and then walks across the room and into the bathroom, wearing nothing, giving me a clear view of his perfectly defined muscled back, and ass.

"You know, if you keep this up, I'm going to end up in the hospital explaining why my asshole is completely ruined." I groan out, as Donovan comes back into the bedroom.

Smirking, he comes over to me and helps me up. "Stop being a child, I didn't even fuck you that hard."

I look at him in horror. "You are a monster."

Pulling me into his sweaty chest, he wraps his arms around my waist then leans in and kisses my neck, making me hold onto his arm for support as he leaves hungry kisses alongside my neck, his hot breath tickling me.

"I'm running the bath." He mumbles against my skin. "You get in first and I'll order some food for us."

My belly starts rumbling at his words, making me push him off me embarrassed when he starts laughing, his deep baritone laugh making my stomach tie in a knot.

"Fine." I huff out. "But I'm bathing alone, come in and I'll seriously kick your ass." I warn him, walking into the bathroom.

Donovan puts his phone to his ear and smirks as he sits on the bed, and I shut the door on him, his eyes on me until I close the door.

I hear him talking behind the door as I step into the bath warm water, sitting down slowly as the hot water burns my insides, making me hiss out and clench my jaw as I sit fully down.

That fucking bastard overdid it again, I can barely stand or sit without feeling him still inside me, messing my insides up completely.

Closing my eyes, I listen to Donovan's voice behind the door, quiet and deep, not understanding a word he's saying, but still... after being around him so much lately, It's become one of my favorite things about him, his voice.

Looking down at my body, I have marks from where his hands have been, and where his lips had touched. "Fuck." Donovan knew he couldn't leave marks, but did so anyway...

I'm definitely going to kick his ass now, that idiot, there is nothing more embarrassing than telling the girls who put makeup over me that it was just a 'mosquito bite' and them not believing a single word that comes out my mouth.

It's not like I can explain that my... boyfriend did this, fuck no, absolutely not, just the thought of people knowing right now, sets me on edge, I'm not ready for people to know.

The mess that the media will make of it... I'll never live a life for myself if this relationship gets out, and I know Donovan isn't the type to hide, much less feel threatened by the media, his friends, or his family.

The door suddenly opens, and in walks Donovan, his eyes instantly landing on me as he walks towards the shower, I stare at him suspiciously.

"I'm just showering, relax Evan, I won't touch you unless you want me to."

I roll my eyes and ignore him "Who were you talking to?" I ask knowing he made a second call, whilst opening a fancy-looking bottle of shampoo I don't recognize but know it's Donovans.

"No one important." He simply says, stepping into the shower. "Just work-related business."

I wash my hair and a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach comes when a question I've wanted to ask comes to mind, but never had the chance to ask him, afraid of the answer.

"Donovan?"

"Hm?" He looks at me through the glass shower, as he washes his chest with soap, not saying anything but waiting for me to speak, making me feel even more anxious to ask.

"How... how many people know about us?" I ask, shifting my eyes from his. "Our relationship I mean."

"Why?" He asks, making me bite my cheek inside my mouth.

"Are you being hounded?"

I look at him surprised. "No, nothing like that." At least I didn't think so. "I was just curious."

I haven't met any of his friends, only his ex-wife, his son, and his parents, only had a good experience with his ex-wife and son, so it made me wonder if he told anyone else about us.

Donovan finishes washing his hair then turns off the shower, then steps out, and grabs a towel, wrapping it low around his waist, he comes over to me, his eyes cold and intimidating as he looks down at me.

"Only those who needed to know."

"And who are they?" I swallow deeply. "I just want to know."

Sighing, he leans against the bathroom sink and crosses his arms, staring at me. "My personal security and my lawyer."

"What about your friends? Or business partners?" I ask, shifting uncomfortably in the bath.

"I haven't told anyone, because you told me you weren't ready." He states, his voice hard. "I'm many things Evan, but I won't go behind your back and betray you, I'll tell people when you're ready."

I nod my head and look at him, and I regret doing it because Donovan looked pissed off, making me feel guilty for being the way I am, a fucking coward.

"Do you want to tell people, and go public?" I ask, not recognizing my voice anymore.

Sighing deeply, Donovan moves from the sink and walks over to me, he bends down beside the bathtub and grabs my face with his hand, his fingers digging into my cheeks as he forces me to face him.

"Listen well when I say I could care less about the public Evan." He states roughly, his eyes cold. 

"If you want this to be private, I can make that happen, but don't expect me to be happy about it, I'm not a patient man, I won't hide in the shadows forever, afraid of strangers' opinions about our relationship that's none of their fucking business."

He releases his grip on my face and stands up, his stormy grey eyes looking down at me.

"You need to decide for yourself what you want Evan, I may be your partner, but I'm also a man, and theirs only so much I can tolerate."

Donovan walks out of the bathroom and shuts the door behind him, slamming it in the process, leaving me left staring at the spot he once was.

Leaning back in the bath, I rub my face and groan.

"You're a fucking loser Evan." I mumble under my breath, as I groan out.

Donovan's right... what I'm doing isn't fair, but I'm scared.. terrified even, and I don't even know what for, the faces of my fans? Friends? Family? The look of disappointment in them once I tell them?

Fuck... FUCK FUCK! Why can't I just be happy? Honest? The thought of anyone knowing scares me to the point of second-guessing this relationship, despite knowing how I feel about Donovan.

I want to be with Donovan as much as he wants to be with me, why can't he just see that?

I love him, isn't that enough? Why do other people need to know? If it was just us... then nothing and nobody can hurt us, hound us, or get into our personal lives, why couldn't he see that?

There's only one person I can talk to in these situations, and that's Robbie... whom I haven't been a very good friend to these days, because I've been so busy, if there was anyone I'd tell, it'd be him.

So... I'll tell him, he'll always support me, we've been best friends since we were in high school, I know he won't judge me, fuck- or will he? I can't think like that, I know he won't, but still... I don't want him to hate me.

The first step... I'll do it, fuck it's going to be hard, but I'll do it... I don't want to lose what I and Donovan have, so I'll tell Robbie first and then go from there.