Chapter 10
TEN
REMINGTON
My breath catches at Jade’s confession and my heart fills with a warm that spreads throughout my whole body.
“… Three. Two. One,” the crowd chants. “Happy New Year!”
Without missing a beat, I pull Jade even closer and lower my head toward hers. Ready to seal her words in the best way we can.
“Happy New Year, baby,” I murmur before capturing her lips.
She makes a low, appreciative noise in the back of her throat and molds her body against mine. It sets my already blazing soul even hotter. I give a deep groan of my own as our lips move together.
This is it. This is how it’s supposed to be. There was no going back for me before. But now, as Jade and I seem to melt together, body and soul, the only way forward is with her.
She’s my present. She’s my future. She’s every damn hope and dream I’ve ever had wrapped into one breathtaking package.
“That’s enough, you two,” Mav calls out from where he’s just finished kissing his own wife, cutting through our haze.
“Yeah,” Mabel says from somewhere over my shoulder. She’s no doubt giving my girl a thumbs up or fist pump. “Get a room.”
Pulling back slightly, I smirk as I gaze into Jade’s bewitching eyes. “Your friend is on to something.”
Jade’s kiss-swollen lips curve up into a grin. “You’re saying we should get a room?”
“I might be.”
“Well, it’s a good thing we already have one booked.” She leans up on her toes to kiss my cheek. “Come on. I bet I can get there first.”
It is a race up the stairs from the hotel’s banquet hall to the room Jade booked us for the night. A race interrupted by backs pressed against the wall, stolen kisses, and more than a few copped feels.
By the time she fumbles for the room key and door, there’s no going back for either of us.
I love this woman more than life, and I need to show her. I need to stroke and adore every inch of her body, leaving her in no doubt how much she means to me.
Once the door is closed, I lean Jade back against it while I suck and nip along the curve of her jaw and down her neck.
She keens and arches against me, bringing her body closer to mine. Her soft curves mold to my hard edges.
I want to explore every inch of her. Claim it for myself. And then, once I’ve shown her just how much she means to me, I’ll give myself over to her.
I’m ready to accept what she has to offer. Not just physically, but emotionally.
I take my time peeling Jade out of her dress. My fingers and lips touch every bit of her skin as it’s exposed. She holds on to my shoulders as I drop to my knees and press kisses along her belly and below. When her knees are trembling so much she can barely stand, I give her a light push to fall back on the bed. Shrugging out of my suit jacket and tugging my button up shirt out of my pants, I climb up on the bed, prowling toward her.
I settle between her thighs and put my mouth on her. I savor her scent and taste as I lap her up. I never take my eyes off her, watching as she falls apart against me.
She buckles up, screaming my name, and falls back against the pillows, gasping for air. As she does, I finish removing all my clothes. I grab my wallet from the back of my pants and set it next to her.
Wiping my lips with the back of my hand, I wait till her breathing has leveled and kiss her again. This time, she pulls me closer, roving her hands over my body.
She caresses my arms and my chest. Her hardened nipples brush against my skin as she strokes my cock.
I can only take the teasing for so long. Pulling back, I reach for the condom in my wallet. She watches me, her eyes wild and hazy with passion as I roll the latex down my dick.
When it’s on, she holds her arms out to me. “Come back here. Make me yours.”
My heart fuller than it’s ever been, I move back between her thighs. This time, I settle my cock at her entrance.
“Are you sure you want this?” I ask, tapping her pussy with the head of my cock.
She moans and nods. “Yes.”
“Say it again.”
“Yes.” She wraps her arm around my shoulders. “I want you inside of me now.”
Eyes still on hers, I glide into her as gently as possible. I’ve never been with a virgin before. I don’t know if it’s like those old British TV shows my mom watches, and it hurts the first time.
But based on the way Jade digs her fingers into my shoulders and presses her hips more intimately with mine, if there’s any pain, she isn’t complaining.
Though I’d like nothing more than to thrust into her over and over again. I ease out and slide into her carefully, allowing her to set the pace.
With each movement, my heart cries “I love you.”
With each sigh and groan she gives me, my soul shouts, “You’re mine. I’m yours.”
We pick up speed, and Jade wraps a leg around mine as leverage to match me movement for movement. When she comes for a second time, I finally give in to the urge to lose myself. I still my hips, filling the condom with my cum.
We collapse onto the bed, wrapped up in each other. I have my arms around Jade, cuddling her close. She has a leg draped over my thigh and a hand resting on my chest, idly stroking the hair.
More satisfied, more content, than I’ve ever felt in my life, I bury my face into the crook of Jade’s neck. Our chests are still rising up and down in a synchronized rhythm, with our panting breaths keeping the beat.
I press my lips to her sweet neck and whisper, “I love you.”
Her fingers dig into my shoulders and she pulls back to eye me cautiously. “What did you say?”
“I love you, Jade,” I say more clearly. Bracing myself on one elbow, I cradle her cheek in the palm of my other hand. “I love you so much, it takes my breath away.”
“I thought the physical activity we just enjoyed is what took your breath away.”
“You’re funny.” I brush my lips over her brow. “That’s just one of the many things I love about you.”
“You mean it.” She studies me intently, the humor slipping from her face.
“Of course, I mean it. Do you think I’m the kind of guy who walks around telling every woman he gets into bed that he loves them?”
“Actually—”
“Don’t answer that.” I take a playful nip at her jaw and she giggles.
We kiss a little more. It’s more playful than seductive, and it’s nice. Comfortable. Easy. After the couple of weeks we’ve had, it’s good to feel nice, comfortable, and easy. Especially in each other’s arms.
“For the record,” she says. “I love you, too.”
My heart is in danger of pounding out of my chest. I’m so happy. All I can do is whisper her name and kiss her again.
After, Jade burrows in closer to me. “New Year’s Resolution: Take a page from the book of Remington and stop worrying so much and enjoy life more.”
“That’s a good one. But I think mine’s better.”
“Oh?” She leans her head back to look up at me with an arched eyebrow. “And what’s that?”
“It’s pretty simple really.” I stroke her cheek with her thumb, savoring the smoothness against my rough callous. “To love you every day, with every piece of my heart.”
Her lips quiver before she presses them together. I can see I’ve once again caught her off guard. I twirl a lock of her hair around my fingers, giving her a chance to process what I’ve said. I love that I get to be here with her like this.
I love that I get to be the one who takes her breath away.
Though, the longer she goes without saying anything, the more an impending sense of dread forms. Maybe I’ve said too much too soon. Scared her a bit.
No. I shake off the doubt. If I’ve learned anything, it’s that you should never regret letting someone know how much they mean to you. Even if it sucks to be this kind of vulnerable.
At last, she takes a breath and reaches up to cup my cheek. “I’m going to have to get used to this.”
My pulse quickens. “Used to what?”
“Used to you constantly surprising me. In more ways than I can ever imagine.”
My lips curve up. “I bet you’ll get used to it in time.”
“I bet I won’t.” She snuggles in closer to me. “I guess we’ll just have to wait fifty years or so to find out.”
Fifty years. I like the sound of that. I like our odds.