“So come,” she breathes, lifting her hips to meet mine now, meeting me all the way like she’s done from the first day I met her. “Come inside me, Nolan.”
“Fuck, Sally. I?—”
“Do it!” she shouts, practically begging for me to fill her.
Slipping a hand between her thighs to where we’re joined, I rub her clit with my thumb to help push her over the edge. I want us to come together. If I time it just right?—
She lets out a long-winded moan. “Let go, my love.”
I lose the battle. My whole body surges, and with one final thrust, I hold her tight and do as she says. I let go.
My balls ache as I empty every last drop inside her with a groan that echoes off the walls of the small room. Black spots swim in front of my eyes as the powerful climax wrecks me.
I’m vaguely aware of her watching me, her eyes wide and fascinated as my face twists with the strength of my release. I wanted to take her with me, but she whispered those words, and I couldn’t hold back.
This woman unravels me in ways I didn’t think were possible.
I collapse on top of her, heaving in breaths, trying to wrap my head around what’s just passed between us. Not just the sex, but an emotional connection I’ve never shared with anyone, not even my ex, who left my damned heart in tatters.
Those thoughts coalesce into something I don’t want to face yet: that I’m falling for Sally. And it scares the shit out of me.
I ease out of her, dropping a tender kiss on her swollen lips before ducking out of the room to the bathroom to get a wet washcloth. When I return, Sally is snuggled under the duvet, her eyes half-closed as she fights sleep. She mumbles as I gently clean her up, wiping the smears of blood and my cum from her tender folds and inner thighs.
Tossing the cloth, I curl up beside her. “You okay? I didn’t hurt you?”
“I’m perfect. Good sore,” she says around a big yawn. She tips her head back, smiling up at me. “Told you we’d muddle through. I’m pretty sure we hit life-changing.”
I kiss her forehead to cover my disquiet.
Life-changing. Yeah.
But can I give her the life she deserves? Can I risk giving her all the parts of me that she claims she wants?
She cuddles into me, throwing a leg over mine. Her eyes close, and she lets out a tired but contented sigh as she slips into sleep.
It’s a long time before sleep claims me.
Chapter 12
Nolan
I sit on the edge of the cot staring at the rumpled duvet. Blonde hair and sparkling blue eyes are imprinted behind my eyelids as I close my eyes.
Sally.
She left ten minutes ago as the sun came up, kissing me softly and promising to see me tonight. I can still taste her, smell her,feelher. Her nails in my chest as I sank inside her, her breath on my neck, her heartbeat racing against mine like she thought I was worth running toward.
Somewhere between her whisperingyesagainst my mouth and me losing myself in her sweetness, I forgot all the reasons I shouldn’t want her.
But I do want her.
Hell, I more than want her.
She trusted me. Gave me everything.
And that terrifies me more than anything.
I pace the shop like a caged animal. The Mustang sits in the bay, silent and smug, like she knows exactly what happened last night and is lighting up a cigarette about it.
