Her hands were on my neck, and her cheek rested on my shoulder. “Every time I saw Cooper, it hurt so much. I thought about everything we’d said, and I wanted it all back.”
Spreading her out on the bed, I knelt in front of her, pulling her jeans down, sliding them over her hips along with her thong. “You should’ve called me,” I said as I caught the back of one knee then the other, lifting them and opening her before me.
Her eyes were hooded as I leaned forward to dip my tongue inside. “Oh, god,” she moaned. “I couldn’t,” she gasped, threading her fingers into my hair.
My tongue flattened against the tight little bud nestled between her folds, circling it and teasing it as her hips rocked with my motions. She moaned again, and I almost went off at that delicious sound.
“You can always call me,” I said, kissing the crease in her thigh.
She whimpered, and I returned to what I knew she wanted, focusing my attention on the space between her thighs, giving her a little suck and moving my fingers from behind her knees to deep inside her. She moaned and squirmed agai
nst my mouth, bucking and quivering as she started to come.
Watching her beautiful body twisting in ecstasy had me aching to be inside her, but I held back. My tongue slid through her folds before returning to the center, where it moved up slowly then flickered back and forth quickly.
“Oh, god!” she cried out, jerking her hips as the orgasm flooded her body. I felt it in her thighs, and I rolled the condom on fast before plunging deep inside to finish together. Her legs wrapped around me as her insides held me tight. All of the pain and longing of the last several weeks vanished in the rush of us coming together like this. Her heart rose up to meet me as our tongues entwined, and through the deep haze of our connection, I felt our souls mesh like two perfectly matched pieces. My puzzle solved.
We rode out the last waves of pleasure until we collapsed against each other, her arms loose around my neck, her cheek on my chest. I felt happy and whole again with her beside me this way. I rolled onto my back, drawing her close against me—my favorite way to hold her. This time I had every intention of keeping her there.
“I love you,” I whispered against her ear, kissing her as I watched her cheek rise with a smile.
“I love you,” she whispered back.
Relaxing my arms, I allowed her to fall back against the pillow so I could see her lovely face. “I’m sorry I made choices that hurt you.”
“You didn’t know,” she said, trying to roll back to me, but I stopped her.
“Look at me,” I said more firmly, and she leaned back again to meet my gaze. “No one will ever mean as much to me as you do. You have my heart. You always will.” Tears sparkled in her eyes, and I leaned forward to kiss them away.
“Are you saying you’re mine?” she whispered, a tiny smile lifting the corner of her beautiful mouth.
“Yes,” I said, kissing that corner. “Will you be mine?”
She rose to meet me and then some, pushing me back against the pillows, opening my mouth with her kiss. I followed her lead, meeting her tongue, my hands moving to the sides of her head, my fingers threading through her silky locks. She pulled her chin up, breaking our kiss and I caught her neck with my mouth. She was on me in a straddle now, and it wouldn’t take much for me to be back inside her.
“I’m yours,” she gasped before dipping down to cover my mouth briefly. “I’ve been yours since that first kiss in the desert. Since the day you dropped everything and flew to comfort me when I called. Even these last few weeks, when I wasn’t sure how I felt, I was still yours. I’ll always be yours. It only hurt because I couldn’t bear the thought of anyone else having any part of you.”
Rolling her back, I quickly changed my protection, sliding her thighs open and moving back inside her. She only sighed, eyes closed as I rocked our hips in a gentle motion, kissing her neck, her shoulders, nipping her breasts, loving every part of our bodies uniting in this way.
“You have every part of me,” I whispered against her skin as I kissed my way back to her mouth.
Our bodies moved faster, friction building until we were both coming again, blinding and gorgeous, her cries of release mixed with mine to form the only sounds we heard. My future, my home, my family—everything was right here in her arms.
Breathing fast, spent, and happy, I dropped down on the bed beside her. She scooted closer to me. “I have one thing to show you.”
“What?” I smiled, but she hopped up, heading to the dining room.
I took a moment to straighten the sheets, dispose of the condoms, and prop up the pillows. She was back again holding both our phones and climbed in beside me.
“What is it?” I said, smiling as I watched her nestle down, resting her head on my chest, fitting perfectly under my arm.
“I figured I’d better show this to you so there wouldn’t be any misunderstandings later.” She touched the face and pulled up a text marked with my name.
“Did you text me tonight?” I asked, tilting the face of her phone so I could see it.
“I had just pressed send when you appeared at my door.” She took my phone and put it in my hands. “I knew it was too soon for you to have gotten it.”
I switched over to my text messages. “What did you say?”