I pulled her behind me to the bedroom and opened the door, then stood back and let her walk inside.
The room was filled with candles and the bed was covered in pink and red rose petals. Della gasped, then looked back at me and gave me a naughty grin. "I thought I was going to have to come in here and beat someone up because they were in your room. Thats what I thought when I saw the candlelight in your bedroom window. "
I chuckled and reached for her. "Mmm, as sexy as it sounds to see you go badass over me, I would never touch another woman. Much less bring one in here. This is our room. "
Della leaned into me and sighed. "I think Braden and Tripp wanted me to think that you had another woman. "
I smiled into her hair. "Yeah. I think they did too. "
"Im going to kick their asses. I was all ready to kick someones ass because of them. Its only fitting I kick theirs. "
I laughed, then picked her up and carried her over to the bed and laid her down on the bed of roses.
She was beautiful. "Take off your dress," I told her. She sat up and pulled it off. We hadnt bothered to put her panties and bra back on in the hallway. She was naked and back where she belonged.
"Good girl. Now lie back and open your legs," I told her, and watched as she did exactly as I said.
My release from earlier was on her inner thighs. Her pussy was wet and swollen from the rough loving wed just had. I pulled my shirt off and took off my shorts before kneeling on the bed between her legs. I ran a finger down her silky heat and watched her body tremble.
"My come is still leaking out of you," I said as I rubbed it over her clit.
Her breath stuttered and she bucked beneath my touch.
"Its so fucking hot to see my release on you like this. "
I dipped my finger inside her, then ran it down her thighs. The possessive monster inside of me roared to life. "I want to mark you," I said as I slipped my finger back inside her to coat it with more of our mixed come, then rubbed it on the top of her mound.
"Oh God, Woods. Please," she begged, and moved against my hand.
"My come looks so good on you. " I was fascinated with it. Seeing it soak into her soft skin. Knowing it was a part of me.
"Then please put some more in me," she pleaded this time.
I rose up over her and teased her entrance with the head of my cock. She cried out and tried to get closer. I slowly sank into her until I was completely inside.
"Youre my all-in, Della. Ill throw it all away for you. I just want you. Im all in, baby. This life with you, Im planning on us. "
She ran her legs up mine and smiled up at me. "This is it. This is our start. Take me home, Woods. "
I dropped my head to her shoulder and began moving inside of her while our breathing hitched and we gradually climbed to the pleasure we knew awaited us. The place we could only reach with each other.
"Now, Della. Come with me," I ordered when I felt myself ready to explode.
Her immediate strangled cry as she began clawing at my back sent me flying off into nirvana.
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Della
I opened my eyes and stared into Woodss eyes. He was already awake. The way he looked at me made me feel treasured. Like I was some precious jewel he wanted to protect. "Good morning," he said as his fingers continued to trace the length of my arm with a featherlike touch.
"Good morning," I said, smiling at him. "How long have you been awake?"
"You mean how long have I been staring at you?" he asked teasingly.
"Yes, that too," I replied.
"About an hour. I woke up and you were so damn gorgeous curled up against me I couldnt go back to sleep. I didnt want to sleep and waste time that I could spend looking at you. "
My heart squeezed. "You have a way with words, Mr. Kerrington," I told him.
"You think?"
I nodded. "I know. "
"Good, because I want to ask you about the past two weeks and I want you to tell me everything," he said.
"I thought you knew everything already," I replied, realizing it had to be Tripp hed been talking to. Braden hadnt been with me for most of those weeks.
"I know what Tripp and Braden told me. I want to know everything that Della knows. "
So theyd both been in on this. I couldnt be mad at them. Not now. I was in Woodss arms. They had brought me back here. They had made me face my fears.
"I almost didnt come back. I was scared to face you. I was afraid you didnt want me. Braden and Tripp talked me into coming back. "
Woods smiled at me and reached over to tuck a strand of my hair behind my ear. "Sweetheart, I was coming after you. Your time was almost up. I had told Braden you had forty-eight hours. I had started packing my bag when I got the call from Tripp saying youd be back in four hours. Dont get me wrong. Im glad you came home to me. But I wasnt going to stand back any longer. Id given you three weeks. I wanted you back. "
He had been coming to get me. That was why Braden was so insistent that I come back to him. She wanted me to be the one to come back. "Im not sure what I did to score a best friend like Braden, but Im so thankful I have her. "
Woods kissed the tip of my nose. "There were a few times I considered locking her up long enough to get you and run. "
Giggling, I moved closer to him. "But I came home. "
"Yes, you did. And it was so damn sweet. "
He wanted to know about all that had happened. I wanted to tell him about everything. "Do you know I was adopted?" He nodded. "Well, I met both of them. I even met Glendas---thats my birth mother---family. She has a daughter and a son. Her husband was quiet but he seemed nice. I mostly watched her daughter. I wondered if I would have been so free and outspoken if I had lived her life. And I have my birth fathers eyes. His name is Nile. He was the high school heartthrob. I can look at him twenty years later and tell that. Hes handsome and I think he may still be a little in love with Glenda, which is weird. But I try not to think about it. "
I continued to tell Woods all about meeting the people who gave me life. I hadnt told Braden much about each meeting and she hadnt pressed, but with Woods I wanted to tell him everything. I wanted him to know that Nile smoked cigars a
nd Glenda used to sing. She wanted to be a country singer once.
By the time I had finished telling him about everything, he had sat up and leaned against the headboard and pulled me into his lap. He made small circles on the palm of my hand and stayed silent. So I talked more.
I told him about my fears and why I had left him. I told him that my night terrors were gone. I wasnt waking up screaming anymore. I was whole. I wanted to be a mother one day. I wanted so many things Id been scared to want before.
He slipped his hand down over my stomach and I felt fluttery in my chest. "One day I want my baby tucked safely in here. "
I covered his hands with mine. "Me too. "
We sat there like that for a while and didnt talk. I had told him everything. Every feeling, every fear. He knew it all now. And he loved me. Through it all, he had loved me.
"Della," he said in a gruff voice.
"Yeah?"
"The idea of you on the back of Tripps bike, with your arms wrapped around him, and him sleeping in bed with you and holding you through your fears---its gonna be hard for me to get over. Im thankful he took care of you, but youre mine to take care of. I dont want to have to see his face for a while. I need time to get over it. "
I moved so that I was facing him. "I never thought anything of those things. I dont have any feelings for Tripp at all. You were the only thing on my mind. "
"I know. Thats why he gets to live. But it doesnt take away the fact Im a man and Im possessive of one thing. You. "
He could be so sweet and romantic at times and then so tough and male at others. I shifted to my knees and gave him a wicked grin. "Let me see if I can get that image out of your mind and give you a new one," I said as I kissed down his chest and moved his legs apart so I could get between them.
He was more than ready when I got down to the bottom of his flat, hard stomach. I grabbed his thick length in my hand and held it while I flicked my tongue across the head.
"Baby," Woods groaned, and bucked underneath me.
"Mmm," was my reply as I looked up at him while I slid him into my mouth until he touched the back of my throat, causing me to gag. He always liked it when I gagged.
Both his hands grabbed my head. "Ah, thats good, baby. So damn good. Take it deep. Oh, hell yeah, gag on it. " His words came out thick and raspy.