Those words break something open inside me. My orgasm crashes through me like a tidal wave, my pussy clenching around his cock as my body convulses beneath him. I scream his name, clawing at his back as the pleasure becomes almost too intense to bear.
"Fuck, yes," he hisses, his rhythm faltering as my inner walls spasm around him. "That's it, milk my cock with that tight little cunt."
He fucks me through it, drawing out my orgasm until I'm a whimpering, oversensitive mess beneath him. Justwhen I think I can't take anymore, his thrusts become erratic, his breathing harsh against my neck.
He buries himself to the hilt as he starts to come. I feel every pulse, every twitch of his cock as he empties himself inside me. His beautiful face contorted in ecstasy above me. He finally collapses on top of me, his weight once again pressing me into the mattress.
We lay there panting, slick with sweat, his cock still pulsing inside me. His face is buried in my neck, his breath hot against my skin. I run my fingers through his damp hair, feeling more complete than I ever have in my life.
"Fuck," he finally mumbles against my skin. "That was..."
"Yeah," I agree, unable to find the right words either.
That was him showing me he loved me, only me. Only ever me, and I’d be a real dumb bitch to ever let him go.
Ramsey suddenly rolls us, flipping our positions so I'm sprawled on top of him like a human blanket. I'm still slick between my thighs, our bodies sticky with sweat and cum, but I don't care. I just want to stay connected to him like this forever.
His hands start stroking my back in long, lazy patterns. Up and down my spine, across my shoulder blades, tracing the dip of my lower back. It's soothing and possessive all at once.
"You're my seven minutes," he says softly against my hair.
I lift my head from his chest, looking at him with confusion. "Seven minutes? What are you talking about?"
His eyes are intense, almost vulnerable—a look I rarelysee on Ramsey's face. He tucks a strand of hair behind my ear, his thumb lingering on my cheek.
"After death, the brain stays alive for seven minutes," he explains, voice rough with emotion. "It replays the best memories of your life in those final moments." His hand cradles my face. "You're every single second of my seven minutes, Reese. Every fucking one."
Chapter 38
Ramsey
My tattoo's still stinging when I pull into my driveway, but all thoughts of irritation vanish when I see her. Reese is out of Reagan's Suburban before I can even kill the engine, sprinting toward me with that fucking smile that makes my chest feel like it's being crushed.
"Ram!" she shouts, launching herself at me the second I step out of my car.
I catch her automatically. I always fucking catch her and her legs wrap around my waist like they belong there. My hands grip her thighs to steady her, and I try not to think about how easy it would be to slide them higher, to grab her ass and pull her against me where I'm already getting hard.
"Miss me?" I ask, voice rougher than I intended.
She buries her face in my neck. "Always."
The horn blares, making Reese jump in my arms. Itighten my grip on her, glaring over at Reagan, who's rolling down her window.
"Hey, asshole!" Reagan yells. "Come say hi to your niece before she gets a complex that Uncle Mini-Me doesn't love her!"
I roll my eyes. "Your sister's a pain in my ass," I mutter to Reese, who giggles against my skin.
"I heard that!" Reagan shouts.
I don't put Reese down as I walk over to the Suburban. She clings to me like a koala, and I'm not complaining. With one hand supporting her weight, I pull open the back door to see my niece strapped in her car seat, kicking her little legs.
"Hey, Rebel," I say, and the baby breaks into a toothless grin.
Something about the interior of the SUV catches my attention—the worn leather, the specific pattern of the door panels. Recognition hits me like a punch to the gut.
"Shit," I say, looking at Reagan in the rearview mirror. "Did Penn ever tell you this is the same fucking car? The one we used when he kidnapped you?"
Reagan's face goes from confused to horrified to murderous in about two seconds flat.
