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I give his hand a tiny squeeze before he turns his hand around to entwine our fingers. I meet his eyes—they're glimmering. He seems to be at a loss for words. I know he was hoping for this outcome but didn't expect it.

I shock him a bit more when I whisper the following few words.

"I love you."

He looks like he could be having a stroke. He is that moved by my words.

"Kiya, are you serious?" He asks softly, "is this real?"

He squeezes my hand.

I give him a nod, "I promise it's real. I love you." I smile, my eyes are glossy, "I'm not saying this because I don't want to spend the holidays alone."

We both chuckle at that.

He gets out of his seat, and I turn my body towards him, staying seated on my stool. I spread my knees for him to stand in between them.

He reaches his free hand up to touch my face, gently caressing my cheekbone with his thumb. His eyes bore into mine. They are full of many emotions—mostly an adoring look.

"Kiya darling," our entwined hands rest on my lap. His thumb traces over my lower lip now. His gaze diverts there quickly before he meets my eyes again. "I'm so in love with you."

With each word, his face comes closer to mine, "I love you." He clarifies once more, and his lips touch mine.

It's a slow kiss. I'm mesmerized by it. I absolutely go up in the kiss. Del's lips slowly move with mine, opening our mouths just enough to let our tongues dance with each other. It's a delicious kiss—I can't get enough of it. With my free hand, I reach for his neck pulling him more into me. His hips push into mine, and I can feel how hard he is already. I bet if I looked down, I would see it straining to the seam of his pants.

We break for air, softly breathing against each other's lips. His forehead rests against mine, eyes full of lust.

"I love you so much, Del," I whisper and give him another peck.

"I love you, my ice baby." His lips curve into a smile against mine. He gives me another kiss. His lips travel over my jaw, and he kisses me all the way to my ear and whispers, "I missed you so much, darling. I'm so sorry for everything that happened." his lips move down my neck with his kisses.

He wraps both arms around me to hug me close to him as his face stays buried in my neck. My hands are on the back of his head, my fingers tangled in his hair.

I wasn't planning on ending up like this. I wasn't going to tell Del I loved him. I wasn't planning on kissing him. I thought I would just grand him my time during a nice meal he made and give him some space to explain himself. Never had I expected to give in to him.

I don't regret it, not at all.

Finally, speaking those words to him was so relieving. I had been stuck with the feeling for quite some time now and to finally have it out in the open feels so good. To express it to him is so deliberating.

Let's not even mention getting him to reciprocate my feelings.

The feeling I got when he said those three little words to me is beyond this world.

I know it's real.

I pull my head back a little, my mouth levels with his ear, "take me to the shower." I whisper.

I practically hear him groan at my words.

His hands go to my ass, and he lifts me effortlessly. Full of confidence, he strides towards the bathroom with me in his arms.

I want to go full circle with him. Make our cycle complete.

We've never showered together. I don't know why I never thought of it before, but the thought of shower sex with Del sounds really appealing.

He carries me out of the kitchen and towards the bathroom. I take the time to study his face while we walk there. He looks a bit tired, but at the same time, he has a glow to him.

I wonder if that glow is because of me.

I observed him from a distance when I saw him during our breakup, and he looked dull. Now I see that fire inside of him ignited again. A fire that I feel too—he does that to me.

"I love you," I say as we reach the bathroom.

His eyes meet mine. The spark is there. A bright smile forms on his face, "I love you so goddamn much, ice baby."

He kicks the bathroom door open and walks us in. Del places me on the counter. He then kneels, starting to take my slippers and socks. He slowly works to get me completely undressed, while he stays fully dressed.

I don't feel exposed when my underwear comes off. Not with the way he looks at me.

He has seen me naked multiple times before, never making me feel insecure.

Del steps back to turn the shower on, holding his hand under the water to feel when it's warmed up. He looks back at me, "Come on, darling. Get in, I know you're cold."

I step towards him and take the hand that he holds out to help me into the shower.

The water immediately pours down on me, just the right temperature.

I feel a bit out of place here, but there is a sense of familiarity. This is the shower opposite mine. Everything in his bathroom is mirrored. The air vent connects with mine. If I were to break through the wall, I'd be in my bathroom.

I am in a trance as I look at the air vent. That's what started this all, that's how we were able to hear each other. Hear the music, our songs.

I hear music playing and turn back around to face him.

He advances at me naked now and steps into the shower. His hands immediately find my hips and his face hovers close over mine.

"Did you just put a sex playlist?" I ask, referring to The Hills by The Weeknd playing.

He chuckles, "So what if I did?" his answer makes me smile.

He quickly sucks me up with a kiss and pushes me back into the shower wall. We kiss feverishly, with much passion. It's intense.

I break apart and take his bottom lips between my teeth. I watch him as he looks down at me while I softly nibble on his lip.

His hands roam all over my body, gliding easily over my naked form.

I release his lip, it snaps back. It allows him to move back to bend down to let his mouth explore my body. His hands are kneading my breasts, having a mouth full before he has to let go of one and give his mouth the chance to take one into his mouth.

My hands bury themselves in his hair. I softly tug at the strands as I feel his teeth graze over my sensitive nipple. It makes him groan. The sensation is very intense.

One of his hands has reached done to stroke my sex. One of his fingers moves over my slit, anticipating how wet I am. His thumb rubs my clit to get me even more aroused before he slips two fingers inside.

"I need you to come, ice baby, here in my shower. I need your screams to be loud enough to hear in your bathroom. And then I want to fuck you into the wall."

His fingers pump quickly in and out of me, curling at the right spot inside.

I moan loudly.

He moves back to my eye level and kisses me hard, swallowing my moans as he keeps winding me up with his fingers.

His mouth leaves mine to whisper into my ear, "Come now, baby. I feel you're there."

"Fuck!" I curse.

A few more pumps of his fingers, and I'm done for.

"That's it, baby, let go."

My orgasm washes over me with a scream of his name, and a feeling of euphoria rushes through my entire body as I release all tension and relax.

I don't get a chance to revive as I'm immediately lifted off my feet and pressed into the wall. I feel his very eager hard friend poking between my legs.

My legs wrapped around his waist, giving him the room to line up with me. I lean my forehead against him, looking deeply into his eyes as he slowly pushes in.

I gasp at the feeling. I'm never not impressed with his size. He gives me some time to adjust before he starts to push in and out of me. At first, it's steady, but quickly it becomes more rapid.

He never not manages to impress me during sex. He reaches so deep and hits the right spot.

He can be so rough but sweet and soft at the same time.

We kiss. I'm addicted to kissing him. Together we get closer and closer to our highs.

Everything about this is perfect. Us two together in the shower for the first time. With no secrets anymore as we listen to music while having sex. This is a full circle, me with my Chase in the shower, living up to our true desires.

Having sex in this setting is much more intense as it has a deeper meaning to us both. I feel more connected to him because of it.

It doesn't take long before I'm about to come again. We reach our highs so quickly. Del makes sure I finish first before he releases his cum into me.

Del pulls out and softly places me back on my feet. I start to feel his load seeping out of me. Del quickly gets to action and grabs a cloth to wash the sensitive area between my legs. I love this man.

After that, he cleans the rest of my body, and I help him clean his. Aftercare is so important, and I love it. We're both soft and careful with each other.

When we're done, he grabs a large towel for me to wrap around my body. He wraps one around his waist before holding his hand out to me so he can lead me back to his room.

In his room, he grabs a hoodie, some boxers, and sweatpants of his for me to put on. I drown in the clothes, but I don't care. I love wearing his clothes, and he loves watching me in them.

Del is shirtless but with sweatpants on as he jumps onto his bed and holds his arms out for me. I reach the bed and let myself be encased by his arms as he hugs my body into his.

"Hmm, this is good," I say.

"I know, I really needed this." He replies, and I feel him kiss the top of my head.

Suddenly a thought pops into my head, and I decided to ask him about it.

"I have a request..." I say mysteriously.

"Oh, and what is that?"

"So while we were broken up I um... I spoke to my dad."

He sits up straight and makes me look at him. "You did?" He asks, the surprise on his face. He knows my relationship with my dad isn't the best anymore. It's just down to me accepting and thanking him for the money he sends me from Spain.

"Yes, I did. My dad called me actually, and he well..." I pause, "...he asked if I wanted to come to Spain for Christmas break."

"Really? What did you say?" He looks at me expectingly.

"I said yes. I didn't want to stay here any longer since we had broken up, and if I went home, my mom would ask questions about what happened to us. I—I didn't dare tell her what had happened to us yet."

"I understand." He says and softly kisses my cheek, "So you're going to Spain then?"

"Yeah, I already have my plane ticket. I will be leaving in two weeks..."

"Oh wow, so fast. I know the holidays are coming up, but I wasn't expecting you to go somewhere that far."

I take a deep breath and gather the courage to ask the next thing.

"Do you want to come?"

I don't want him to feel pressured to come, but I couldn't help but ask.

"To Spain?" He asks in disbelief. "To meet your dad?"

"Yeah, I would like to have you there. My dad might not be a hockey fan, but I'm sure he'd like you."

He is silent for a bit. I suddenly regret asking him, what if it is too much? We have only just gotten back together an hour ago.

"You can say no. You probably already have plans with your family."

"No, no, baby. Sorry, of course, I want to come. I was just a bit shocked by the question. Do you really want me to come...to Spain?"

"Yes, it would make everything a lot better."

"Then I will be there alongside you. You can count on me, ice baby. Besides, if I didn't come, who will fight all those Spanish soccer boys off of you? I need to show them you're mine."

"Alright then," I laugh, "I guess we're going to Spain then."

"Vamos, baby!"

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last chapter!!

omg, I'll cry.

epilogue next :')


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