He reached for me, tugging me close. "I didn't have sex with her or with anyone on that trip. The only person I've had sex with since you came back into my life is you. And that's because you're in my heart and my soul. You're the only person I want to love and make love to." His words made my insides go to mush. I melted into him.
"And how about you?" he asked.
I looked up at him and decided to play coy. "Me, what?"
He dragged his finger from my jaw down my neck into my cleavage. "Have you been with anyone since we came back into each other's lives?"
I tilted my head and tapped my finger to my chin like I was trying to remember.
He let out a frustrated growl, hoisting me up into his arms again. "Well, if you did, I'm going to make you forget him."
I wrapped my arms around his neck. "There hasn't been anybody else. You're the only one."
His smile was beautifully radiant. He kissed me and only stopped when the doors of the elevator opened. He carried me to the penthouse suite.
As the door shut behind us, he said, "I arranged for sparkling cider to celebrate, since you can't have champagne." He sat me down, rubbing his hand over my belly.
"I'm not thirsty."
He arched a brow. "So, what does my beautiful wife want?"
I took ahold of his tie and led him to the bedroom. "I want you to make me yours."
We undressed in record time. I pushed him back on the bed, straddling him, running my hand along his hard cock.
“I thought I was supposed to make you mine,” he said, his eyes glowing with love and happiness.
“I changed my mind. I’m going to make you mine.” I sank down over him.
He sat up, wrapping his arms around me. “I’m yours. I’ve always been yours.”
We kissed, and it made me wonder how I hadn’t been able to see his love for me sooner. I supposed that anger and resentment filtered the truth. I was glad I finally was able to see Sam for who he was and forgive him.
He rolled me under him. “And now you’re mine.”
“Always.”
“Forever.” He took my hands, pushing them over my head as he held them, palm to palm. His fingers flexed and then gripped my hands tighter as he began to move, sliding in and out of me.
“Sam.” I gasped as pleasure gathered, coiling tighter and tighter in my center.
“I’m here, baby.”
Our bodies moved together, completely in sync as desire increased, hotter, faster, edging closer to the edge.
He leaned down, kissing me. “Come, Kate. I want to feel you come around me.” His hips pistoned faster. My breath caught as I hit the pinnacle.
“Yes, Sam!” Pleasure rocked through me.
He grunted and drove into me, his own release overtaking him. We rocked and bucked until exhaustion won over.
I lay in Sam's arms, our breaths still ragged but returning to normal. A wave of emotion welled up inside me again as I realized this was my life now. The life that I had planned on five years ago had finally come true.
"Hey? Did I hurt you?" Sam's gentle fingers caressed the tears away.
"No. I'm just feeling so lucky to be here. Sometimes, the emotions overwhelm me. I think it's the hormones."
He smiled and pulled me closer. "Well, if it's hormones, I must have a few of them too because sometimes, I have a hard time believing that I'm here with you. It's like a dream come true. I’m afraid I’m going to wake up, and all of it will have been a dream."