He doesn’t ask if I’m sure, doesn’t make this about the past.
He just rolls away from me and takes off his pants, his underwear, reaches into the nightstand for a condom and rolls it down the hard length of his erection.
Then he’s coming over the top of me again, my legs parting to allow him between, my mouth taken in the sweetest surrender of a kiss. Our bodies are in sync, his pace is still slow and steady, still supremely patient as the embers of my orgasm are fanned into another small fire, the flames fed with his lips and his hands until I’m trembling with an inferno of need to have him inside me.
It’s only then that he pauses, poised at my entrance.
“Yes,” I say to the unasked question.
Inch by inch, he pushes in, stretching me, filling me, until he’s fully seated and his body is one with mine and?—
“Starfire.” He brushes away a tear I hadn’t known escaped.
“I love you,” I whisper, more tears falling, tears that he kisses away, one after the other.
“The first time I saw you smile, I knew.”
“Knew what?” I ask as he settles his forehead on mine.
“Knew that you were my forever.”
More tears fall and he kisses them away again, but he does it with easy flexes of his hips, slow withdrawals and steady thrusts.
Until my tears are gone.
Until pleasure is burning through me.
Until I shatter, his name in the air…and he shatters right back.
And together…
We gather up the pieces and put them together to form something so damned beautiful another tear slips down my cheek.
Lucky for me, he kisses that one away too.
Then murmurs, “Your cow is staring at me accusingly.”
I glance to the dresser and grin lazily. “Hamish doesn’t approve of bedtime shenanigans.”
“Hamish?”
I shrug. “What else could I possibly name a proper Scottish coo?”
He’s quiet for a beat.
Then I end this beautiful night of family and friendship and romance and dancing and love with…
Laughter.
Thirty-Six
Colt
“No,” I hear Kylie say through the propped open door, “I completely understand your frustration. I’m supremely angry on Adrian’s behalf.”
There’s a quieter buzz of words that I can’t discern, though I do hear “attorney” and “federal law.”
So, her meeting with Adrian’s parents isn’t going well.
