We step inside the elongated shower stall, and I turn around to face him. “You sure you’re ready for your surprise?” I ask as I slither down his body and onto my knees.
“Oh, fuck, yeah,” he happily exclaims and then moans when I take him deep inside my mouth.
Chapter 59
Iawakened a half hour ago expecting to feel exhausted and groggy after a night of the most incredible sex I’ve ever had, which is actually astonishing because each time with JD is incredible. But exhaustion is the furthest description of how I feel right now. I’m happy. Totally, blissfully, completely happy.
I woke up literally on top of JD and I haven’t moved. The rhythmic rising and falling of his chest as he breathes is like floating on the surface of the ocean, drifting along with the passing swells. With JD fast asleep, it’s given me an opportunity to study him. His face wears the signs of maturity, unlike the boyish softness of five years ago. He looks the same, but different in a way that’s breathtakingly beautiful. There are a few new creases at the corners of his eyes and his bone structure looks more chiseled. His brown hair has golden highlights streaked throughout giving testament to the time he spends outdoors. I always likened JD to an angel. After what we did last night, how many times we made love or fucked, I will have to add a bit of devil to his angel.
I am head over heels in love with this man. Why did I allow my anger to fester for so long? Why didn’t I go after him and demand an explanation? I’m a Montgomery, for fuck’s sake. Fallon and Trevor are my brothers. Between the three of us, we have enough money and resources to do anything. So why didn’t I ever try harder to find JD after he left?
I know why. My stupid, goddamn emotional baggage from my life. The childhood filled with fear and abuse. The fact that nothing good ever lasted.Everybody leaveswas my mantra. I allowed my past to control my future. Never again. Tonight, JD and I will share our secrets and hopefully we’ll be stronger for it. I’ve decided that no matter what he tells me, I will forgive him. If the past several years have taught me anything, it’s that my life is better with him in it. I can’t lose him again. I just hope that he will be able to forgive me just as readily with what I’ve done.
A small smile tips JD’s mouth when I kiss the skin to the side of where his heart beats underneath, his chest hair tickling my nose. I feel him grow hard under my leg that’s resting across his groin.
“Good morning, sunshine,” he says sleepily and positions my naked body on top of him.
Propping my chin on his chest, I watch as his eyes blink open.
“A great morning,” I reply, touching his face. When my thumb passes over his lips, he kisses it.
“What time is it?”
“Close to five,” I tell him, purring as his hands run up and down my back, then settle on my ass.
“Good. We have enough time before Connor wakes up.”
“Enough time for what?” I ask, then hum my delight when he lifts me by the hips and pulls me down on his turgid length. He slides into me with ease because I’m already embarrassingly wet for him after spending the past thirty minutes staring at him in his sleep.
I cup my hands around his face and bend down to kiss him. As we kiss, JD helps rock me back and forth, giving me the right amount of friction that I need to have me teetering on the edge without tipping over. I want to savor this with him. Morning sex to me is an awakening. It’s slow and sweet, flaring to life all the dormant senses that were minutes before still in their own slumber.
I rise up like a flower in the sun after a hard rain, slipping my hands over my chest and down my stomach. JD’s hands join mine as they move across my body. He caresses my breasts which are heavy with desire. The hedonism of our combined touch gives way to my orgasm that rolls through me in waves, and JD soon follows, bringing me back down for his kiss, his whispered words of love echoing off the walls of the bedroom.
Collapsed over him like a ragdoll, I giggle against his neck. “I want this every morning.”
“Better than any alarm clock,” he adds with his own chuckle, then becomes solemn. I lift my head to see him looking at me. “Stay, Aurora.”
I nip his chin. “If you haven’t noticed, it’s five-thirty in the morning and I’m in your bed.”
He shakes his head slightly. “I want you to stay, Aurora. Forever. I want our forever. I’m tired of missing you. I want you next to me every night when I fall asleep and every morning when I wake up. We’ve wasted enough time.”
My heart skips a beat. “Are you asking me to move in with you and Connor?”
His denim eyes sparkle. “Baby, I’m asking you for everything.”
Everything as in marriage, family, growing old together? I want to ask him what happens tonight if, once I tell him what I did, he’s not able to forgive me. If I’m able to forgive him without even hearing the whole truth of what happened, can he do the same for me?
“Yes, JD, I want everything.”
He pulls me to him and kisses me hard just as the sound of a tiny fist bangs on the bedroom door.
“Daddy! Why is your door locked? Daddy, wake up!”
“I’m up, Connor. Give me a sec, bud.”
“But I want pancakes!”
“I swear he and Dustin are twins with the amount of food that kid is able to consume.”
