A guttural whimper escaped me when he sucked my clit into his mouth. I was drenched, swollen, and two seconds from coming apart on his tongue. Drew always liked to tease me when his head was between my legs, but this time he dove right in, kissing me long and deep while digging his fingers into my ass. He wouldn’t let me move as he devoured every inch of me.
I leaned into him, my legs shaking from the tremors pulsing down my spine and through my core. I’d never been afraid of an orgasm before, but I feared this one would tear me in half. It was the need radiating from Drew, the muffled grunts and groans he made—that alone made my head spin. I squeezed my eyes shut and braced myself as I tipped over the edge.
“So good,” he whispered as he painted kisses across my stomach and ran his tongue along my hip. He rose from where he knelt on the floor and weaved his fingers into my hair, fisting a large chunk before he crushed my lips with his. He took my mouth with the same hunger as he ravaged my core: deep, determined, and knee-buckling. Drew was an intense lover by nature, but I’d never seen him this crazy with want.
My hands shook as I fiddled with the buttons on his shirt, everything below my waist still aching with a dull throb. My head fell into his chest, planting a wet kiss on every newly exposed inch of lean muscle.
“Take it off,” I demanded as I dragged my lips over his collarbone. His chest rumbled with a laugh as he peeled his shirt off his shoulders.
I leaned over and nipped down his torso. Drew groaned before he grabbed my head and yanked me up to stand.
“I’m ready to burst. I need inside you before I lose my damn mind.”
He lifted me by the waist and brought me closer to the bed, his lips back on mine as he backed me against the mattress. Once the back of my knees hit the edge, I fell back and flipped us over, so I was on top. His fingers tangled in my hair, both of us battling to get as close as possible. I unbuckled his belt and pants and pushed them down his thighs until his rock-hard erection bobbed free. I wasted no time straddling his waist and scooting myself down until I settled over what we both wanted.
Drew let out a hiss as I sank down on him, willing myself to go slow and take in every glorious inch. We had all night to feast on each other, but right now I needed this,weneeded this.
“I love you.” Drew’s gravelly voice stilted as he lifted his hips to get deeper inside. “Don’t forget that again.”
“I love you, too,” I breathed, my own voice hoarse and straining. Drew sat up, grabbing my hips and sucking my nipple into his mouth. The new position rubbed against my still sensitive clit and the wet warmth of his mouth as his teeth bit down on the rigid peak tripped an even stronger orgasm than the first. My thighs quivered as I buried my head into his neck. A tortured whimper escaped me as I tried like hell not to scream. Drew stiffened as he came hard inside me. The thrusting and panting slowed as we fell into each other, my hair sticking to my sweaty forehead as the rest of my body went limp.
“I mean it,” Drew whispered as he brushed the sticky strands away from my face. “I love you, and you’re all I want. The rest is only details.” He gave me a soft kiss and lay back on the bed, cuddling me into his side.
“You’re the only boy I ever brought here, you know?” My hands drifted up and down his chest.
“Is that so?” He rested his chin on the top of my head.
I nodded without lifting my head. “This is the only time I’ve ever been in this room and not felt lonely. Or worthless.”
“You shouldn’t. You aren’t alone anymore. And you were never worthless.” He tapped my chin with his knuckle for me to look up. “You’re wortheverythingto me.”
I smiled before dropping my head back on his chest. I felt grateful, loved, and was ready to leave without looking back.
That was another first in this room.
Drew
MY FINGERS GLIDEDthrough Sara’s hair as she slept on my chest. Without glancing at my watch, I guessed it was close to two in the morning. I was a blissful type of exhausted, the two rounds of epic make-up sex knocking the both of us out, but I still couldn’t sleep. My eyes stayed open and glued to Sara. The lights from the outside streetlamp filtered through the blinds, illuminating a peace on her face I’d never seen before.
The relationship I had with my father was sketchy at best, but I never wondered if my parents loved me. I hated how alone Sara was for most of her life, but she had me now—and we were permanent. After months of dreading it, finishing my master’s couldn’t come fast enough. I was itching to take a look at that apartment and couldn’t wait to see the look on Victoria’s face when I told her I was moving with them, too. Sara would probably need some convincing from time to time that being with them wasn’t a hardship, but I’d prove it to her every single day if I had to. It may have been unexpected, but it was all I wanted.Theywere all I wanted.
“Why are you still up?” Sara’s groggy voice startled me.
I kissed the top of her head and shrugged. “I’m a little hungry.”
“I’m sure.” She turned her head and planted a kiss on my chest. “You were a busy boy.”
To my surprise, my cock thickened under the sheets. I figured it was as tired as I was, but I wanted this woman all the damn time. Getting my fill of her wasn’t possible.
“Well, that.” I tightened my embrace around her. “And I haven’t really eaten much over the past few days.” I picked up her hand and laced our fingers together.
“Me neither,” she said on a yawn. “There’s still pizza downstairs, I think. And I couldn’t sleep last night so I made brownies.”
“From scratch?” My head perked up. Falling in love with a chef sure as hell didn’t suck.
“No, I found a mix, but I gave it my own spin.” She rested her chin on my shoulder and gave me a wink. “If you get one, grab one for me.” She pecked my lips and settled back on the pillow. “They should be wrapped in foil on the kitchen counter.”
“I’m so damn in love with you.” I kissed her lips and jumped out of bed.
