“Are you drunk?” I laugh suddenly, smelling the bourbon on his breath.
“I’m drunk on you,” he whispers, pulling my shirt up and kissing my breasts. He pulls my nipple into his mouth, and I cling to his hair as sparks ignite inside me.
“Seriously, though, are you okay?” I lift his head and notice the slight bruise on his cheek. Touching it gently, I scan his face for any other injuries.
“I’m better now,” he murmurs, burying his face between my breasts. “We needed to cool off after the game, so we had a few drinks on the plane. I guess I had more than I thought.” He lifts his head and scrunches up his face in concentration as he tries to recall the events of the past couple of hours. My heart melts at how boyishly cute it makes him.
“I’m sorry they pulled you from the game,” I whisper, brushing his hair back from his eyes.
“Don’t want to talk about the game anymore,” he says, shaking his head.
Bending down, he slides his tongue into my mouth, kissing me thoroughly. Tasting like bourbon and sin—my favorite combination. He’s hard against my center as I wrap my legs around his waist and mold my body to his.
“I need you, sunshine. Fuck, I need you,” he breathes against my lips before entering me slowly.
I feel every delicious part of him, inch by inch, as he buries himself deep inside.
“How is it possible to feel this good?” He murmurs to himself as he buries his face in my neck and does wicked things to my flesh that spur my body on for more. “You always feel so damn good that it makes me question what I ever did to deserve you.”
Taking my hand in his, he links our fingers together as he raises them above my head and holds us there as he moves deeper inside.
“You’re beautiful, Knox, inside and out. Don’t ever doubt that you don’t deserve my love.” I get lost in his blues as he shows me, without words, what it feels like to have the other half of your soul staring right back at you. It’s a deep connection that can’t be described, no matter how hard you try to put it into words…but it’s felt.
God, is it felt deeply inside.
He moves slowly in a rhythm, joining our bodies again and again, leaving everything he feels for me to be felt with each touch of his lips against my skin. Every graze of his hand or glance into my eyes feels like a love that I never knew existed.
This is a side of him only for me. He’s not rushing…he’s savoring.
Lifting my hips, I take him deeper on a moan, feeling every piece of me belonging to him in this moment as he gives me all of him in return.
“Savi…” He says my name on a sigh as he grips my hips and plunges deep.
“I’m right here with you,” I whisper, feeling my body fall with his. Our orgasms explode on contact as we ride the waves together, sending us spiraling into pure ecstasy. I feel my walls pulse around him as he releases into me on a deep moan.
His body holds me tight as tremors skim along our bodies, releasing the last whisper of our blended energies.
“Don’t ever leave me, sunshine. I need you so fucking much,” he breathes against me, his voice full of rawness and vulnerability.
“I’m not going anywhere.” I bury my face in his neck as my hands cling to his back. “I promise,” I whisper.
He moves slightly to the side, so he’s not crushing me, but doesn’t let me go. Seconds later, I hear his breathing even out as he falls asleep in my arms.
Wrapping the comforter around us, I snuggle in against his body and soon join him, saying another silent thank you to his mom for sending this beautiful man in my arms to me.
THIRTY-SIX
KNOX
“You knowyou’ve always been like a son to us.” Trevor’s warm blue eyes, so much like Savi’s, beam at me now. They arrived yesterday after spending some time in one of their new rentals, which they’re renovating up in the Carolinas. When they came downstairs, dressed for the ball tonight, I took this opportunity to talk to them while Savi was in the bedroom getting ready.
I’ve always looked up to Trevor Montgomery. Sometimes, I wonder what my life would have been like if I had told them about my dad. I know they would have taken me into their home in a heartbeat.
Would I be the same person if I had grown up with a dad like Trevor? I spent every second I could on the ice to escape the world I lived in. Would I be where I am today in hockey if things had been different, and I didn’t have a life that I wanted to escape from?
All the unknowns I will never have answers to, but none of it matters now. It led me to where I am in this moment…standing in front of the most loving parents I know, and asking for their blessing to marry their only daughter.
“I always knew there was something between you two,” Meaghan smiles, her grey eyes brimming with tears.
