Pierce placed his forehead against mine. “Promise me this is forever.”
“It’s forever.” Why did I waste so much time hating this man who I so clearly loved and who loved me?
“Promise me you’re not going to leave again.” There was pain in his words, but something better. Love and forgiveness. I didn’t deserve either, but I’d never refuse them again.
“Never.” My lips found his for only a second. “I’m never leaving this bed again. You’ll have to carry me out to get me to leave.”
Pierce laughed. “That will never happen.”
“Pierce, I’m crazy.”
His eyes widened a fraction. “Katy, I’ve loved you for decades. I’m aware of your proclivities.”
“If you piss me off, I’m taking half your stuff in the divorce.”
His lips were hard and demanding as he kissed me and when he tore away, we were both panting. “Oh, I’m going to piss you off. Often. You’re Katy Kadish and I am still Pierce Kensington. But you’re wrong on one thing.”
Our conversation, which started on a light note, turned serious. How the fuck did we end up saying I love you for the first time and it somehow morph into our impending divorce? Something was wrong with us.
“I’m not signing a prenup,” I lied. Hell, I’d sign whatever he wanted, but I wouldn’t give in easily. I couldn’t believe Pierce was worried about money while he had me naked on his bed.
He laughed at that. Threw his head back and laughed. The motion lined his cock up between my center and I moaned, lifting into his touch. “Katy, we’re never getting divorced. I’m going to marry the fuck out of you and every time you get mad at me, I’ll give you another orgasm until you can’t think about leaving.”
“That doesn’t seem like an incentive to not get mad at you.” My breasts rubbed against his chest and tingled.
Pierce’s gaze found mine. “You and me? We’re forever.”
“And ever?”
“Hell yes. I want you up in heaven telling me off when I try and make improvements to the cloud structure.”
That time I laughed. “Funny that you think we’re both getting into heaven.”
“God answers prayers, so there’s hope.”
I tweaked one of his nipples. “Why do you think that?”
“Because after everything, he still gave me you.”
Gah. It was too sweet. I wasn’t used to nice Pierce. My system couldn’t handle it. “Are we going to have sex yet?”
“Yes, I just want to make sure and etch our first time in my mind.”
“Pierce, this isn’t the first.”
His nose nuzzled mine with a special kiss as his fingers pinched my nipple. The tip of his cock poked at my entrance as he took possession of my body. “It’s our first since you’re mine.”
His initial movements slowed, and I ran my fingers through his hair, holding him to me. “Forever.”
We continued like that. So close, too close to one another but unwilling to separate. Pierce’s movements were slow and stilted from his lack of space, but I didn’t want to lose him. I didn’t want him away from me. We’d lost years together, but the pain would be worth it to be with him. To be together.
You couldn’t understand how special something was to you until you lived years without it. Close enough to touch but never to claim as your own.
My orgasm rose slowly, and I rocked into him, needing more to reach the final peak. My nipples hardened and my stomach clenched, waiting for release. We’d had angry sex, even passionate sex, but never what we shared then—slow and peaceful, unworried sex. I’d never let him go ever again. My legs locked, and I wrapped them over his hips, crossing my ankles together so he couldn’t move away as the orgasm constricted my body.
“Pierce,” I yelled out on a stolen breath, rising to meet him before the orgasm forced me higher, and I threw my head back, letting the sensations set off mini fireworks in his bedroom.
“I’ve got you, Katy. I’ll always have you.” His tongue swept past my teeth and I bit and sucked.
