“My favorite.”
“I know. Something to remember me by.”
“Baby, there’s no way in hell I could ever forget you.”
After dinner and gorging ourselves on Caroline’s going away cake, I find myself in the only place I want to be, wrapped in his arms.
Caroline went to bed hours ago.
I’m not sure what time it is.
I don’t want to know.
I know it’s late and I don’t want to think about when he’ll be forced to leave me. All I want to do is lie here, my head on his chest, inhaling his masculine scent, counting the beats of his steady heart. We’ve already made love once but it wasn’t enough, even though it was one of the single most beautiful moments of my life.
But each time seems to be better than the last.
The minute we were alone, his hands were on me with an incredible sense of urgency. Worshiping my body while branding me with his touch. Then once he was inside of me he slowed down, reveling in our time together. I never wanted it to end. And the second it was over, I wanted to start all over again.
His fingers skate up and down the center of my naked back, electrifying my skin, grounding me. I lift my cheek, propping my chin on my hand that’s planted on his chest.
Kissing his chest, I press my cheek back down on his warm skin. “Thank you.”
“For what?”
“You’re the only reason I’ve been able to face any of this. I don’t want to even think about where I would be right now had you given up on me.”
Looking down at me, the corner of his mouth lifts before he places his warm hand over mine. “I’ll never give up on you. Ever. What we have, I can’t explain it. Not even in a song.”
“I know. I’ve tried to put it to words too but the closest I could get was rambling thoughts scribbled in a journal.”
“Is that what I always see you writing in?”
I nod, looking away. “It’s the only place I can speak my truth. What is really inside of my heart.”
“I wouldn’t mind looking inside of your heart someday,” he says, pulling me closer, I kiss his chin then his mouth.
“You already have.”
“Yes, but not the way I want to.” His large hand fans my face. “I want every single part of you. Just like I want to give you every single part of me.”
“Linc.” I kiss his shoulder, scraping my teeth along his skin. Goose bumps ripple across his flesh and I smile.
Dipping my hand between us, I wrap my hand around him, earning myself a long, deep groan.
“I love it when you touch me.”
One hand cups my breasts before he playfully tweaks my nipple. Pleasure shoots between my legs as his mouth travels down the center of my chest while his fingers dip into my wet slit.
He shifts, taking up position between my thighs. “Tell me what you want.” He spreads my legs wider, putting me on full display.
I gasp.
“Touch me.”
He grins. “Touch you how?”
Leaning down, he kisses the right side of my thigh then moves his hot mouth higher. My warm blood runs hot, desire singing in my veins. Linc eases one finger inside of me, then two. “Answer me.” His hooded gaze remains focused on his task; need swimming in those deep green eyes.
