“You don’t know how much I want this. Have wanted this.” He planted his hand on my hip. “I’m trying to do the right thing here, Roo.”
I knew with all my heart this was meant to be.
“This is the right thing. I need you,” I said breathlessly.
Sinking my teeth into my lower lip, I waited for him to decide.
“Fuck! I need you too.”
When he leaned in the last fraction toward me and took my mouth with his in a soft kiss, I knew I had gotten through to him.
Finally.
Chapter Twenty-Eight
JETT
I couldn’t deny her.
Not that I truly wanted to.
Her words spoke to me, burying themselves deep in my heart and soul. Patience was the only woman for me, and I’d been waiting for this moment for so long. But I didn’t want to hurt her after what she’d just gone through; she was still healing.
As was I.
Not physically for me, of course, but mentally. For a moment, I wondered if I was doing the wrong thing and tried to talk her out of it, but Patience was right—no surprise there.
We never knew if we would have tomorrow.
She slowly dismantled the walls I had put up before coming home—those I had erected to protect her from myself—with every gentle touch, sweet kiss, and her belief in me.
The last wall crumbled when she asked me to make love to her.
All the blood rushed to my heart, making it beat erratically,before it headed south to my dick. I was rock-hard in seconds—something she figured out real quickly.
For the last week, the close proximity while sleeping in her bed to assure her she was safe—where we both wanted to be anyway—had been heaven and hell. Holding her in my arms felt more right than anything else in my life. However, even with us both clothed, her beautiful body pressed against mine wreaked havoc on my control because I wanted her with an intensity that was all-consuming.
I captured her lips, and she surrendered to me instantly. I swept my tongue inside when she opened her mouth, tasting like sugar and spice—Patience was sweet-sin. If I had to ask for forgiveness later for what I was about to do, so be it.
She’d always been my biggest temptation, the one I tried to deny myself—but not anymore.
Pulling my mouth from hers, I took in her succulent, bee-stung lips, the dreamy look on her face, her erratic breathing, and satisfaction coursed through me.
“I know we are never promised tomorrow, but for however long we are on this earth, I will follow you anywhere.” Leaning in, I brought my mouth to her ear. “You’re mine, Roo.”
Her free hand wrapped around the back of my neck, and her lips brushed my ear, mimicking my move. When her soft breath whispered in my ear, a shot of lust went straight to my cock. “And you’re mine.”
Snaking my hand across her hip, I cupped her perfect ass and pulled her against my aching body. God, I needed her like I needed my next breath.
“Always have been,” I told her.
My lips skimmed her delicate neck, and I pressed a kiss to her throat before I managed to smoothly roll us so she was on her back, and I was hovering over her.
Braced on one arm, I ran the fingers of my other handback and forth just under the edge of her cotton pajama bottoms. “You have entirely too many clothes on.”
She raised a brow. “I could say the same thing about you.” My wife licked her top lip. “Maybe you should do something about all these clothes.”
Our easy banter had returned. I hated that it had been missing when I first came home. But we were back to where we had been since the beginning.
