Mia stroked her fingers through my beard with one hand and cupped the back of my head with the other, trying to soothe me. “I thought you would be happy I told you I love you,” she murmured.
“I am,” I choked out. “So damn happy, I can’t control this shit right now. I love you, baby. You’re the best thing to ever happen to me, Mia. I’ve been lost without you, and now…” I cleared my throat and lifted my head, needing her to know how serious I was. “Now, I feel whole again, and I don’t know how to contain all this happiness.”
Love shone out of those big green eyes, and she lifted her hips, rubbing herself against my ever-growing erection. “I have a suggestion.”
Laughing through my tears, I lifted a brow. “Only one?”
“Several, actually,” she purred. “But they all involve you being balls deep inside me right this second.”
All I had on was the shorts I’d worn to fight in the night before. When I’d rushed after her, I hadn’t even thought to grab a shirt. Her panties were easy to get rid of, and as soon as her bare pussy was revealed to me, I shoved down my shorts and thrust deep into her sweet haven.
“Fuck,” I gritted out, taking a moment in a weak attempt to gain some control over the need raging through me. “This feels like coming home after a long deployment.”
“That…” She moaned and lifted her hips, fucking herself on my cock. “That’s good?”
“Best feeling in the world, baby,” I assured her reverently.
“Oh gods. I’m coming already.”
“That’s it. Come for me, firecracker. Let me feel it.”
“No,” she whined, shaking her head wildly from side to side. “Not yet.”
“Yes, now. Come for me. I swear to you, it will only be the first of many today.” Lowering my head, I sucked on her neck, nipping at her sensitive flesh. “I’ll stay balls deep in this pussy all day if you want me to.”
Her nails scored down my back, pulling a pleasure-filled, agonized groan from me. “I want,” she whimpered. “I want.”
“Then come for me, my sweet Mia.”
“Barrick, it feels so good.”
I thrust a little harder into her, but I kept my pace steady. Her lashes lowered as a pitiful little cry left her. “Eyes on me,” I growled, needing to see those emerald-like greens.
Her eyes snapped open, her mouth stretched in a soundless scream as her inner walls clamped down on me like a vise just before her release rolled through her. “Oh gods,” she cried, her pussy contracting around me in a powerful orgasm. “I love you. Barrick, I love you so much.”
Chapter 23
Mia
It was late before either of us surfaced from our lovemaking coma. By that time, Jordan had blown up my phone a hundred different times.
Feeling guilty because he’d flown out to see me and celebrate my birthday with me, I called him and asked him to meet us at Jameson’s, then texted Braxton to meet us there too. It was time my best friend met the other guys in my life.
Barrick groaned, rolling over onto his back as he watched me move around the room in nothing but a towel. “I have to go home to change,” he grumbled.
“Go ahead,” I encouraged. “I’m going to need a little while to do my hair and makeup.”
“Only if you let me take a few boxes of your things back with me,” he negotiated. “That way, we won’t have as much to move tomorrow.”
Hands on my hips, I turned to frown at him. But the glower I had for him lost some of its power when my towel fell to the floor at my feet. “Excuse you. We have plans. Stop wasting time wanting to pack me up. This stuff will be here tomorrow.”
“But I want you moved in now,” he said with a pout, looking equal parts sexy and adorable as he pushed out that bottom lip while his dark eyes skimmed over my nakedness appreciatively.
I sighed in faux irritation. Sometime during our marathon of make-up sex, I’d agreed to move back in with him. This time officially, not just calling it an indefinite sleepover like before. “One case of clothes,” I conceded. “And only because I need something to wear tomorrow so we can come over here and pack up the rest of the room.”
Grinning because he’d gotten his way, he jumped out of bed, just as naked as I was. Swinging me up into his arms, he kissed the breath out of me before placing me on my feet once more. A little unsteadily, I took a step back.
“Shit. Sorry, baby.” He picked me up again and carried me over to the bed. Grabbing the brace I’d taken off to shower, he put it on me and then kissed my shoulder. “Are you hungry? I’ll grab you something to eat on my way back to get you if you want.”