He lowers his head slowly until his lips barely touch mine. I close my eyes as the anticipation of the kiss washes over me. I feel his breath on my face, and then he finally kisses me. I open my mouth to him, and as he slips his tongue inside, he lets out a deep groan.
We pour everything into the kiss. Our past, our present and our future. We kiss the pain away and make promises we’ll never break.
When he pulls back, I keep my eyes closed, scared of what I’ll see. I don’t want to see the goodbye in his eyes. I won’t survive it a second time.
“Open your eyes, Doc.”
I shake my head as fear claws its way up my spine.
I feel his body pull back, and I hold my breath as I try to prepare myself for the blow when he leaves. But he doesn’t leave. He pushes his cock inside of me, so slowly that my body starts to tremble.
“Look at me,” he whispers once his pelvis is flush with mine.
I open my eyes slowly and tears well in my eyes when I don’t see a goodbye.
I see love.
I see the confirmation of the promises he made when he kissed me.
He starts to move inside of me, not once breaking eye contact. I wrap my legs and arms around him, wishing we could stay like this forever.
He pushes one arm under me and grabbing hold of my butt, he starts to move faster. Our breaths mingle, and the sound of skin slapping on skin fills the room.
When the tightening starts to build in my abdomen, I dig my nails into his back. As the orgasm shudders through my body, he slams his mouth against mine, kissing me with so much passion it makes my pleasure increase tenfold. His body jerks against mine as he groans into my mouth.
When the last of our orgasms fades away, he kisses me deeply. He only raises his body from mine, long after we’ve cooled down from our lovemaking session.
When he pulls out of me, I see the flash of worry.
“It’s okay. I’m on the pill.”
“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have forgotten.”
I can’t resist and slap his butt as he gets off the bed.
“Oh, is that how you want to play this game,” he growls. He scoops me up and before I can catch my breath, he places me down in the shower. He turns the shower on, and I let out a shriek as cold water rains down on me. He steps in under the spray and soon the heat from his body chases away the chill in mine.
Chapter 13
JAXSON
I’ve been trying to distract Marcus all day, but nothing is working anymore.
I’ve tried playing cards, chess, and even scrabble. I’ve put on a comedy on TV, but he would just stare off into space.
So now we’re both just sitting here watching the minutes tick by, and it fucking sucks. I keep looking at him, thinking of all the great times we’ve had together. I wish I could read his mind so I would know what to say to make him feel better.
An hour before surgery, panic flashes over his face.
“Jax, promise you’ll keep contact with Willow. Watch out for her. Make sure she doesn’t marry some fucker who won’t appreciate her. Promise me you’ll make sure she’s always taken care of.”
His voice is filled with so much fear that I move to sit next to him on the bed. I place my hands next to his head and lean over him so that he has no choice but to look at me.
“Don’t fucking start with this shit. You are going to be fine. You have the best doctor, and she won’t let you die. Don’t give up. Not now.”
“I’m so fucking scared. What if I don’t wake up? What if I fucking die, Jax? What’s after death?”
His starts to hyperventilate and the monitors go crazy, filling the room with noise. Before I can call for help, Sebastian rushes into the room. He presses a button, and the noise ceases. I stand up and get out of the way when he places an oxygen mask over Marcus' face.