Heat burns my cheeks. “I’m sorry, I just—you make me feel so…”
Justin pulls me into his arms. “Don’t you ever be sorry for wanting me. Because I’ll damn sure make no apologies about how much I want you.” Kissing my forehead, he leads me into his bedroom. “Let’s get you dressed. You must be exhausted.”
Justin grabs one of his T-shirts from a pile of folded clothes on his dresser. He takes the towel draped around my shoulders and dries me off. When he’s satisfied, he tosses the towel on the back of a nearby chair.
“Arms up,” he says.
I comply, lifting my arms into the air as he slips the T-shirt over my body. Sgt. Cunningham, Dallas Police Department written across my left breast. It’s way too big but it’s comfy and it smells like him.
He kisses my cheek. “Go do what you need to do then meet me in your bed.”
Eager to get back to his arms, I head to the bathroom to brush my hair and teeth then quickly return to him. He’s waiting for me when I walk in the room, back resting against a mountain of pillows, covers pulled back.
“Come here, baby,” he says as I climb into bed, leaving no question about where he wants me when he slides down and gathers me in his arms.
I burrow my face into his neck, seeking that comforting scent I’ve grown to love so much.
“How do you feel?” he asks, mouth pressed against the top of my head.
“Different,” I say into his chest.
“Same here.”
I lift my eyes to his. “How?”
I am not naïve enough to think that he has not been with women already. Unlike me, he’s had plenty of experience. That was proven just moments ago. My body is still thrumming from his touch.
“Because you’re the last thing my heart ever expected. Never been in love before. Thought I came close once but after looking into your eyes the first time, and tonight, I know that what I felt before wasn’t love. Nowhere fucking close.”
“I prayed for you. Every night I was held prisoner, I prayed for someone to save me. Someone who would love me unconditionally and show me how to love in return. It is you, Justin. I prayed for you.”
“I feel like I’m being rewarded for every good thing I’ve done in my life. That everything I’ve done has led me right here.”
Leaning down, I press a soft kiss to the bullet wound of his shoulder. “I feel the very same way.” Resting my head on his bare chest, I let the steady beat of his heart lull me to sleep. The deepest, most peaceful sleep that I’ve had in a very long time.
If there’s anything sweeter than being inside of Selena, it has to be waking up next to her. I want to take her again but I know she’s probably sore. I’d found myself inside of her sometime in the middle of the night, unable to suppress my selfish need.
My dick is hungry for her yet again, but instead of answering to the greedy bastard, I slip beneath the covers, inhaling her soft skin, running my hands over the delicate planes of her body. She moans above me and I smile against her stomach, pressing a kiss right above her sweet pussy.
My heart roars with emotion. Some I can identify. Some not. All are fighting for residence with each day that passes and now that I’ve had her, I’m going to show her each and every day how much I need her. How much she means to me.
How I will fight every day to keep her.
The blanket lifts and a lazy morning smile greets me, my heart surging with one emotion that can’t be denied.
Pure adoration.
Her beauty and innocence make me forget all the evil in the world. I love that I am the only one who has seen her like this. Nothing but wild, untamed beauty staring back at me.
All fucking mine.
“Morning, baby.”
“Morning.”
A gasp tumbles from her lips, eyes wide when I drag my tongue through her wet slit. The taste of her explodes on my tongue, causing my eyes to roll in the back of my head before I fix them back on her. Her pink lips are parted, perfect tits heaving with each breath she pushes in and out of her beautiful body. Greedy fingers move to my head, and this is the part I fucking crave, when she holds me in place and steals her pleasure from my hungry mouth. When she abandons every last bit of that innocence and gives me her raw fucking beauty.
Our eyes are locked tight as she lifts her hips up and down, using my mouth and tongue to fuck herself. Her movements are slow, careful, but I can sense the urgency behind them.
