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  "I never believed in love," he says. "I never...I never thought I'd hear anyone say that to me. Never thought I'd say it. Because...even though I didn't believe in it, I refused to say it if I didn't mean it. Because I think...I think I always wanted to believe in it."

  "Believe in it now." I roll off him, curl up with my back to his front, tuck his arm around me.

  "I do."

  *

  We wake in the same position that we fell asleep--his arm around my waist, palm against my stomach beneath my breasts. The sun is still shining, but now it is the red-gold of evening. I feel him stir behind me. Feel him stir between the globes of my buttocks, going thick and hard. He stretches, pushing against me. Groans with the stretch, flexes his palm.

  Cups my breast.

  Kisses my shoulder. Brushes my hair aside, kisses my neck.

  "Hi," he says.

  I flex my hips, wiggling my butt against him. "Hi."

  I reach behind me, seeking somewhere, anywhere, to touch him. Find his neck. The back of his head. Groan as he slides his palm down from my breast to the juncture of my thighs. I spread them open for him, admitting his touch. And holy shit, it doesn't take long to get me ready, for him to bring me to a helpless climax, holding onto the nape of his neck and writhing against him.

  While I'm still spasming and whimpering, he rolls to his knees. Hooks his hands in the crease of my hips, hauls me up onto my knees. I'm gasping, still shuddering, but I know what he wants, and fuck, do I want that too. I'm just too shaken by the orgasm to do much but let him position me as he wants. I think it's better this way. I like it this way. Helpless to his touch.

  He's behind me, one hand at my core, the other gripping his erection. Touching the crown to my opening, pushing in gently.

  Fuck gently; I want it hard.

  I snicker at my own pun.

  "What's funny, Niall?" Lock's voice rumbles behind me.

  "You're being all gentle and stuff," I murmur. "And I thought, 'fuck gently, I want it hard.'"

  He flutters his hips, teasing me with not enough of him. And then, without warning, he slams deep. Hard. "Like this?"

  I'm rocked forward, gasping. "God, yes. Fuck yes."

  His hand buries in my hair, gathers my curls and uses that grip as leverage. Not gently, exactly. Roughly, beautifully. I push against his thrusts, moan his name--"Lock! Lock!" He loses control quickly. Hand on my hip, pulling back into his thrusts, grip on my hair keeping me pinned in place. Hips pistoning. Slamming his thick shaft into me, over and over, until I'm blasted into a frenzy by wave after wave of climax, and he's still going, driving into me, grunting, groaning, chanting my name like a prayer.

  "Niall--Niall--Niall...oh god, Niall..."

  And then he's unleashing, not with a shout, but collapsing forward onto me, burying his face into my hair, against my ear, thrusting deep and shuddering there, gasping my name too many times to count.

  That's all there is to the whole world, then. Just Lock and me, shivering together in the crimson gloaming.

  "God, I love you, Niall."

  And--that's all there is.

  Hearing it. Feeling it.

  Owning it.

  "Thank god I'm yours," he murmurs, a smile in his voice. Referring to that song. To that moment, in the calm after the storm.

  "Thank god I'm yours," I murmur back to him.

  The End

  PLAYLIST

  "Yours" by Russel Dickerson

  Snapback--album by Old Dominion "Stay a Little Longer" by Brothers Osbourne

  "Rum" by Brothers Osbourne

  Southernality--album by A Thousand Horses "Whiskey on My Breath" by Love & Theft

  Just Feels Good--album by Thompson Square Three--album by Gloriana

  Jekyll + Hyde--album by Zaz Brown Band Fuse--album by Keith Urban

  Pioneer--album by The Band Perry Platinum--album by Miranda Lambert 747--album by Lady Antebellum Kill the Lights--album by Luke Bryan Just As I Am (Platinum Edition)--album by Brantley Gilbert High Noon--album by Jerrod Nieman Riser--album by Dierks Bentley The Outsiders--album by Eric Church "Live Like You're Dying" by Tim McGraw

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  Chasing Down the Wind--album by Green River Ordinance Remedy--album by Old Crow Medicine Show No Man's Mama--album by Carolina Chocolate Drops Build Me Up From Bones--album by Sarah Jarosz Wide Awake--album by Joy Kills Sorrow The Phosphorescent Blues--album by Punch Brothers Untamed--album by Cam

  Between the Pines (Acoustic Mixtape)--album by Sam Hunt Tangled Up--album by Thomas Rhett Illinois--album by Brett Eldridge "Whiskey Lullaby" by Brad Paisley and Allison Krauss

  Ignite the Night (Party Edition)--album by Chase Rice The Driver--album by Charles Kelley New City Blues--album by Aubrie Sellers Front Row Seat--album by Josh Abbot Band

  "Yours"

  By Russell Dickerson

  Copyright (c) 2015 by

  Russell Dickerson // BMG Platinum Songs Parker Welling // Hillbilly Science and Research Publishing / Trailerlily Music Casey Brown // Provident Music Group

  I was a boat stuck in a bottle That never got the chance to touch the sea Just forgot on the shelf

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  I was one in one-hundred billion A burned out star in a galaxy Just lost in the sky wondering why Everyone else shines out but me

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  Lost in the sound of a lonely melody Empty pockets at a roulette Always landing on a lost bet Just live for the spin and hope for the win Go all in just to lose again

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  I came to life when I first kissed you The best me has his arms around you You make me better than I was before Thank God I'm yours

  The worst me is just a long gone memory You put a new heartbeat inside of me You make me better than I was before Thank God I'm yours

  I was a boat stuck in a bottle That never got the chance to touch the sea

  I came to life when I first kissed you The best me has his arms around you You make me better than I was before Thank God I'm yours

  The worst me is just a long gone memory You put a new heartbeat inside of me You make me better than I was before Thank God I'm yours

  Thank God I'm yours

  Thank God I'm yours

  Thank God I'm yours

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