Chapter 68
CHAPTER SIXTY-EIGHT
Emma
Case can’t take his eyes off the picture.
He keeps running his fingertip tenderly over the face of little Mickey Wilts.
“He’s the spitting image of Apollo.” He pulls in a deep breath. “Right down to the blond curls on his head.”
I watch as he reaches behind him to tug his wallet out of the back pocket of his jeans. He opens it and carefully removes a photograph. It’s taped down the center, and as he hands it to me, he hesitates for a split second. “That’s the last picture I have of the two of us.”
I take it and cradle it in my palm. I know it’s a treasure.
I gasp when I see the young man next to Case in the photo. There’s no mistaking that Mickey is this man’s son. They share the same hair color. The shape and color of their eyes are identical, and their smiles are carbon copies of one another.
“Mickey looks so much like him.”
Case nods. “He looks just like my brother.”
I settle next to him on the bed. I hold the picture in my hand next to the one in his hand.
“Look at that, Emma.” Case’s gaze volleys between the pictures. “I wish to fuck Apollo was here.”
I bite back a rush of raw emotion. “He would have been proud. Mickey is so bright, Case. He’s the sweetest little gentleman.”
“He’s a great kid, isn’t he?” He smiles. “I can tell just by looking at him.”
“You’re going to love him.”
“I already do.” He swallows. “I can’t wait to tell my grandpa that he has a great-grandson. Is Delaney all right with us meeting him? She’ll let us see him, won’t she?”
I took a second to text Delaney in the car on the way to the hotel. I told her that I was about to tell Case the good news, and she insisted that I bring both him and his grandfather to the bakery in the morning to meet Mickey.
“You’re going to see him in the morning.”
His eyes track a path over my face. “Hours from now?”
I glance at the watch on my wrist. “Just a few hours from now.”
He darts to his feet. “What the hell am I going to say to him? Does he wonder why we haven’t been around?”
“We’ll talk about all of that.” I carefully slide the picture of him and his brother back into his wallet. “You should get some sleep before you meet your nephew.”
“You’re staying with me.”
I nod. “I’m not going anywhere.”
Before I know what’s happening, he’s sliding his hands over the bed, searching through everything I dumped out of my bag.
“What are you doing?” I laugh. “Let me clean that up.”
“Tell me you threw at least one condom in here before you came to the airport.”
I swat his hands out of the way so I can take on the search myself. “I brought two because with you, one is never enough.”
“You knew we’d end up in bed?”
“Hoped,” I correct him. “I crossed my fingers and hoped.”
“It worked.” He unbuttons his jeans. “Get naked, Freckles. I’ve missed you.”
Crawling up the bed, I take in the sight of Case on his back. It’s almost too much. He’s gorgeous. I settle between his legs, sliding my hand up his thighs. I stop just short of his erection.
“You love this, don’t you?” He glances down with heavy-lidded eyes. “Driving me mad with desire turns you on.”
I inch my fingertip over the plush head of his cock. “This right here turns me on. Is it bigger than the last time we were…?”
A deep laugh escapes him. “Get on it.”
“Get on what?” I lean down to flick my tongue over the tip.
His hands fist the blanket. “Jesus, Emma. Please.”
“Please do this?” I take him in my mouth, inch-by-glorious-inch.
“Goddammit,” he bites out between clenched teeth. “I. Want. To. Fuck. You.”
I nod as I take him even deeper.
“Please,” he hisses out as his hands dive into my hair. “Wrap my dick up so I can feel you, Emma. I’ll beg if need be.”
I slide my mouth along him, slowly savoring the taste of him.
With an audible pop, I release him.
“That was fucking hot.” He points at one of the condom packages next to him. “I need that on me now.”
“That will be my pleasure.” I reach for it, ripping it open with my teeth.
He watches every movement, spellbound.
As I sheath him, he takes in a heavy breath. “I’m going to lose it.”
“You won’t rush,” I tease as I crawl up his body. “You always take your time.”
His hands shake as he yanks me over him, positioning his cock at my opening.
With a single drive up, he’s inside of me.
I moan because it’s too good. It’s so good. “Case.”
Before I can find my rhythm, he flips us over. He starts on a thrust, and then another, each deeper than the last.
I wrap my legs around him, stare into his eyes, and let his powerful body take me to the edge as I watch his lips silently chant my name over and over again.