All Chapters of With all my heart: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

The décor of the hotel was immaculate,th whole interior design let me in utter awe and reverence.It was simply ethereal not something I expected to see in Las Vegas the supposed city of sin.I really had never left my home town in Alabama so I didn't know what to imagine. My first ever vacation and leaving of Alabama was to go into hiding and rid myself of everything that had gone wrong in my life lately. I dropped my bags at the reception desk with a sigh.A green eyed man with blond wavy hair and a name tag spelling Russell greeted me with a professional smile, beautiful but tight-lipped.“Hi, I am Oliver Curtis, and I believe I have a reservation” I told him.“Oh! Yes! Oliver and Simon? We've been expecting you” he beamed at me.“Actually it's just Oliver, no Simon” I said as I swallowed the lump in my throat tying to look like it didn't bother me, but I was pretty sure my faltering smile gave it all away.Russell stared at me for a long uncomfortable while with a look in his eye

Oh fuck, oh fuck, fuck, fuck,fuckRussell groaned as he pushed into me. I could feel him slowly sliding inside me,reaching places I never thought could be reached…filling me. The stretch, the burn, the pain soon became pleasure andr my cock throbbed in the depth of Wilson’s ass. Russell panted in my ear. "You ready for me to fuck you both?" Wilson moaned and clawed at the bedcovers. "God, yes, move. Please, move." He needed it as much as I did. I needed to move too. This double sensation was too much.My cock buried in Wilson while Russell was buried in me. Every inch of Russell's long cock filled me, and when he pulled out of me and slammed back in, I felt powerless.“How does that feel?” Russell asked against the sensitive skin at the back of my ear“So good…so fucking good” Wilson and I admitted at once I have never been inside someone,whole I was with Simon, he always fucked meHe made sure I knew that as long as we were going to have this ‘thing’ between us I wouldn't ever g

I did some sightseeing here and there, left the hotel, though I was a little bit distracted. The hotel combined with the scenery was picture perfect: silver clouds, blue skies, even bluer water, and golden sand. It was picturesque. It couldn't have been any prettier. But my mind kept going back to Wilson and Russell,I liked them. I liked being with them. I liked their energy, their vibe, I liked the way they included me in their every gesture and conversation.It almost felt like I have known them since……forever It was not as though I liked one over the other, because I liked them together. I liked seeing the two of them together. I couldn't see myself being with Wilson without Russell, we felt knitted together.My thought drifted to my businesses and I honestly felt down, shaking myself off the depressing thoughts, I went back into the hotel “oppphhhmmm oh shit sorry” Wilson's voice came out muffled.I couldn't help but smile at him and at his cuteness. I held his hands a

I lay there alone in a bed that was far too big and lonely. I was already used to having bodies, touching hands, arms wrapped around me, and the sound of breathing. Now there was silence. And a dull ache in my chest.They made me and broke me just as Simon had done. At this point I knew I was only the one week fling but God it hurtBefore dawn and before either of them could start their shifts, I packed my shit and checked out of the hotel.Hell I knew it was a cowardly move but I didn't want to be the reason they fought or were estranged from each other, I stopped a cab going straight to the airport ……………………Two stops later I was finally in Alabama. Standing in front of the airport I realized, with all my wealth….. I was lonely I hailed a taxi home and rang the door bell.“Father” I broke down in tears as he opened the door. He held me and soothed me as I leaned heavily on him“its fine Oliver it'll be fine”My father didn't ask any questions, hours turned to days, days turned to

I stared at Wilson as if the world had suddenly tilted.The noise of the restaurant faded again, the chatter of guests and clinking of glasses dissolving into the background once again.The whole world stood at a stand still just for us. The only thing I could hear was Wilson’s breathing… it was uneven, desperate, begging “I love you.”The words hung between us My throat tightened.For months I had tried to bury everything connected to Vegas.Russell.Wilson.Them……The nights we spent tangled together in peace, the quiet mornings where none of us wanted to be the first to leave the bed.I had convinced myself that it was nothing more than a beautiful illusion…..A beautiful dreamA dream that had ended the moment I stepped out of the hotel and on the plane back to Alabama.And yet here Wilson was.Standing in front of meLooking at me the same way he had looked at me the first night we met. He looked at me like I was the brightest thing in the room.“You… what?” I asked my vo