Good girl,I whisper into her ear, positioning our bodies just right.I kiss her, putting everything I have into the kiss, showing her just how much I cherish her.How much she means to me.I knew from the moment I saw her that she would be my future, but as she lets me in, I know I love her.It’s too soon to admit my feelings, but I’ll show her.Tell her in our own secret language.
Am I okay to—I start, needing her consent again before we go any further.She cuts me off, pulling me down so that she captures my lips.
Yes.Yes, Sidney.
Slowly, so slowly, I push into her.It’s a tight fit that has me clenching my jaw to contain how fucking good this feels.
Oh my God, Sidney,she gasps as I push all the way into her.Her cunt grips me tight.
I’m trying to go slow, allowing her time to adjust to my girth, but she’s not having that.Eddie’s nails dig into my back as she angles her hips.We both moan as I slip deeper.Fuck, I can’t hold back any longer.I begin to thrust.My pace is steady, but my need grows frantic.Her body wraps around mine perfectly.
She’s at the peak, about to crash over the edge.Eddie starts to come undone under me.I keep thrusting, my release so close.Her walls squeeze me tightly, and I lose all control.My climax blinds me as I spill inside her.
When my breathing steadies, I smile against the curve of her neck.Taking her within my arms, I roll us over carefully.She clings to me like she wants to memorize this—every sensation, every slow grind of warmth against warmth, every place our bodies touch and spark and press.
And I hold her like she’s something rare.
Something I’ve been waiting my whole damn life to find.
CHAPTER NINETEEN
EDDIE
For the first time in years, I wake up in someone else’s bed.Someone’s very big, very comfy bed.
And that someone’s heavy arm is snug across my waist, holding me close.I feel warm and content.A little sore in some delicate areas, but that doesn’t matter.I had been well loved throughout the night.
Soft morning light slips through partially closed blinds, making me want to bury my head back into the pillow and pretend that morning isn’t here yet.I’m not ready to leave this happy bubble.
Or the steady sound of Sidney’s breathing behind me.
I lie there, staring at the wall, trying to decide what exactly I’m feeling.
I bite back a smile.Yeah, last night had been something else.
Are you overthinking?Sidney’s sleep-rough voice rumbles behind me.
I glance over my shoulder.His hair is a disaster, his eyes still heavy with sleep and jaw shadowed with stubble.He looks unfairly good for someone who’d definitely not gotten a full eight hours.
Not even a little bit,I admit.
He eases closer, pulling me into him, chest to my back, arm tightening.Good.I like waking up with you.
Same,I mutter, but my heart does a ridiculous flip.
We lie there like that for a while, just breathing, taking the other in.Every once in a while, he presses a lazy kiss to my shoulder or the spot behind my ear that makes goosebumps race down my arms.
That should be illegal,I complain weakly when I shiver.
Pretty sure it’s encouraged,he murmurs.
I twist to face him, propping myself up on an elbow.I don’t want to be a total bummer, but I have to pick up Joey in…I squint at the clock on his bedside table.Two hours.
Then we’ve got time,he says, dragging a hand down my spine.
Time for what?I ask, even though my body already knows, arching into his touch.
He grins.Another round of…He pumps his eyebrows suggestively.
