Chapter 6
Chapter
Six
James
“I’m yours, sweetheart.”
These endearments don’t come easily for me. I’ve never called anyone that before.
As with all things, Tabitha makes everything come naturally. Everything feels easy with her.
Her lashes flutter, and she kisses me so sweetly, all the while with me still buried to the hilt inside her.
And I’m instantly hard again.
“I know,” she says. “And I’m your girl, okay?”
I lick her bottom lip. “More than okay. I’d demand it if you hadn’t said it.”
She laughs, and the vibrations make my cock twitch inside her. “Demand it? I dare you to try making demands of me.”
Well. She asked for it.
Her gaze flicks between my eyes. Tabitha’s thoughts are racing at the expression on my face. She knows what she’s done.
“Squeeze me again.”
With widened eyes, she does as I tell her.
“Harder,” I say through gritted teeth.
Her throat bobs. “You’re so tight already…”
“Tabitha.”
“Oh god,” she cries, bearing down as hard as she can. She grips me so firmly my eyes roll back in my head, and I begin to move in her again.
I reach down between our bodies and softly thumb her taut clit.
“Oh…James…”
“That’s it. That’s exactly how my girl takes it.”
There’s no going back after this. There will never be anyone else who can move me this way.
Our bond is permanent, whether she’s ready to accept it or not.
I’ll be devoted to this woman for the rest of my life.
I need my Tabitha to come when I come. And when she does, her fingernails claw my shoulder blades.
Tabitha’s legs lock me against her as relief hits us a second time in wave after wave of pleasure.
“James,” she squeaks as her perfect pussy milks everything out of me.
I wanted her in the stacks, and I took her. Both of us gave in to the temptation, and it was perfect.
But there’s something to be said for making love in a bed.
Something about seeing her face-to-face, watching ecstasy take her to another place while I’m inside her. Watching her react to my movements. Knowing, without a doubt, that she wants this and that it feels good to her. She can hug me tighter or push me away.
And when I come inside her a second time, I bury my face against her collarbone and growl out the most life-affirming release of my life.
Tabitha is mine. Damn the 18 years in between us. Damn all our differences. Of course we’re a match. We’re a perfect match.
More than that, I simply need to be close to the woman who makes me remember the important things in life.
In turn, Tabitha makes me want to give her a life of ease.
She deserves nothing less.
The side of the bed where she slept last night is still warm.
Tabitha has crept out of bed before dawn, leaving me alone, questioning everything I’ve done in my life until now.
I don’t question anything that happened between us.
No, that’s settled. I’m hers. She’s mine. The end. As set in stone as my father’s trust.
Even more firm than that, because there’s no slowing me down.
I roll over and hit the shower, my body feeling energized and exhausted by everything we’ve done.
The two of us have plans to meet at her apartment later today, after I call my sister to ask her to meet me for lunch. Alison and I are going to hammer things out once and for all.
I’m going to apologize, and I won’t allow my anger to surface if she doesn’t apologize in return.
But Tabitha needs more than something physical from me.
She needs an act of love. It’s something I’ve never felt the need to do before. But she makes me want to go the extra mile.
I’ve wasted months wondering whether it was time to shoot my shot with Tabitha. And now, I won’t be wasting another second questioning what I want.
It’s time to act. Right now. This morning.
As soon as I’ve had my tea.