Chapter 14 #2
“I feel the same.” I push up and peer into his eyes. “Get used to this because I’m not spending another day without you.”
“How are you feeling?” His gentle gaze connects with mine as he tucks a loose strand of hair behind my ear.
“Pretty good.”
“Please tell me you plan to work with your therapist about what happened.”
“I’m planning on it, so please don’ t worry about me. I don’t want what happened to come between the progress we’ve made.”
He reaches behind my neck and pulls me to him. His lips brush against mine.
I consider my morning breath but decide it doesn’t matter. We went through hell these past few days, and I’m not going to stop this for anything. I open my mouth, and his tongue makes tender strokes over mine.
My body tingles, and chills scatter over my skin. His kiss sets me on fire in seconds. Our breathing accelerates as the excitement between us grows. I caress his chest as his fingers trail up my waist and to my breasts. He kneads them with gentle care.
He’s slow and meaningful in his touch, showing me the depths of his feelings for me. I love being in his arms and experiencing him this way. It’s the most comforting and nurturing way he expresses himself to me.
“Jami, I need you.”
“I need you too, temptress.” He rolls me to my back and stares deep into my eyes. “I love you so much.”
“I love you too. Always.” I spread my legs and let him settle between them.
To my surprise, he’s naked beneath the sheets. I’m only wearing a T-shirt I borrowed from him, so there’s no barrier between us.
He stills for a moment, peering down at me. “Are you sure you’re mentally okay to be doing this? I’m not rushing you, am I?”
“No. I want this. Being with you like this makes me feel…safe.”
“You’ll tell me if it becomes overwhelming?”
“I will, but I want this. Please don’t treat me like I’m glass. There’s no way you can break me.” I press my hips into his.
He grinds into me. “Just making sure.”
I reach for his lips and capture them between mine. I’m done talking, and he’s about to find out how much being with him this way means to me.
He rocks his hips over me so I pull him into me, showing him I can handle it. His hard length slides through my folds and rubs against my swollen bud.
Pleasure erupts, and I gasp. “That feels so good. Keep doing that.”
He glides over me again and again at a slow, torturous pace until I’m begging him for more. His control astounds me.
If I had it my way, I would have had him buried inside me in seconds. But something about his gentle care tells me this isn’t about sex for him, and that sentiment has my heart growing out of my chest.
“Please, Jami. Let me feel our connection. I want to feel closer to you.”
“I’d like that too.” He guides his tip to my entrance and hooks his hooded eyes with mine.
We send messages of love to each other as he inches into me, stretching me with blinding bliss. He thrusts in a deliberate motion while studying every inch of my face. The love he has for me is palpable. Almost overwhelming, drawing tears of gratitude from me.
“Don’t cry, sweetness.” His expression grows pained. “I’ll never let anything happen to you again.”
“They’re not bad tears. They’re tears of love.”
His mouth crashes into mine. His tempo turns into a fever pitch, taking me to new heights. It’s like he’s trying to erase all the bad that’s happened. We move in unison and make love as the time ticks on.
He dots kisses over my shoulders then sucks and nips on my neck, whispering words of love as he does. Our passion builds, and my chest fills with a love I can’t describe. It’s more than I’ve ever felt before. This is more than lovemaking. This is us weaving our hearts together.
Heat fills my abdomen. “Jami, I’m getting close. ”
He pushes his hip bone into me, rubbing against my clit. “Come for me.”
His command spurs me on. I twist and angle myself, making the friction perfect. A few thrusts more, and white spots cover my vision.
“Jami…” I breathe as I’m taken out of the stratosphere.
My body shakes and convulses hard. Our bond is out of this world, and the intense pleasure coaxes him to the other side.
“Fuck, Dori. I’m going to come.” His body tenses, and he squeezes his eyes shut.
Seconds later, hot cum spills into me. He lowers his forehead to mine as we work ourselves back into the room. Our gazes stay locked with love flowing between us. He presses his lips to mine with a simple kiss.
He pulls back, and his blue eyes, so intense, captivate me. “I love you so much. Please trust me when I say this. I’ll never let you down again.”
I blink because he means more than I’m understanding. My chest tightens.
Do I want to know?
He shifts to the side. “Let me get something to take care of you.”
He rolls off me to get out of bed.
I grab his forearm, causing him to glance back at me. “Jami, I love you, and nothing will change that.”
He leans over and plants a kiss on my lips, lingering for a moment, then he pulls away. “We need to talk. You deserve to know everything.”
The warning in his tone tells me this will be anything but a pleasant conversation.