“That’s right. You’re my little sister now, so I get to protect you, and escort you on your dates, and chaperone your junior and senior proms,” I reply with a straight face. This earns me a real laugh from her, and it is the best laugh I’ve heard from her in the short time she’s been in my family.
“Get in line, little brother,” Brandon demands while elbowing me out of the way. “I’m the oldest, so I get first dibs on being her big brother.”
Kelly walks to Brandon and hugs him in much the same way she did me. I look around at all of my family as they watch this turn of events unfold. I realize how much we really have to be thankful for—on Thanksgiving Day, no less.
Aren’t I the philosophical one?
After we see my family out, Andi locks up the house and turns toward the stairs, heading up to our bedroom. Smiling, I can’t resist stealing up behind her, snatching her up, and throwing her over my shoulder. She screams playfully, calls me a few choice names that I tell her she’ll pay for, and I run up the stairs and into our bedroom.
“I’ve been waiting all damn day to be alone with you,” I complain to her as I put her down.
“I’m yours all night,” she purrs seductively, looking over her shoulder at me with that come-hither glance. She knows that drives me wild. She knows I can’t resist her.
“Just tonight?” I tease as I turn her to face me. I need to help her remove these clothes that are keeping me from what is rightfully mine.
“Always, my love,” she replies, her love for me dripping from every syllable.
Andi is amazing, and her love for me is like nothing I’ve ever felt before. I feel her inside me, coursing through my veins, stronger than the very blood keeping me alive. She has become myeverything.
I suddenly turn very serious. The times that I’ve almost lost her have resurfaced in my mind, and I’m damned and determined to never be there again.
“I love you, baby,” I whisper against her lips before kissing her softly. “I never believed people when they said they couldn’t live without someone. Now, I don’t doubt it at all. I know without a doubt that I couldn’t live without you, Andi.”
She kisses me passionately, drawing closer in my arms, pressing her body against me as I wrap my arms around her and hoist her up in the air. Her kiss has meaning. She’s conveying her thoughts and making me feel what she feels with the touch of her lips. She ends the kiss and whispers back to me, “You’ll never have to be without me, Luke. I will always love you—only you.”
It’s amazing how her voice both soothes and excites me at the same time. Carrying her to our bed, I lay her down and cover her body with mine. My weight is resting on both my forearms and on her body. My lips find hers, and our simple kiss suddenly turns into a burning desire. Her scent permeates my senses as I place open mouthed kisses against her skin as I move down her body. The little sounds of pleasure she makes urge me on.
Andi is very sensitive to being touched on her neck. She loves when I kiss, bite, and lightly suck her beautiful skin between my teeth. Doing this just below her ear, all the way down to her shoulder, makes her come apart in my arms. Like right now, when her fingers grip my arms and her body bucks up toward me. She opens up to give me more access to run my tongue up and down before sinking my teeth into her skin.
Repositioning my weight, I move to help her remove her clothes. She’s so fucking beautiful; I can’t help but stop and stare at her for a minute. It doesn’t matter how many times I’ve seen her, she still takes my breath away.
“You’re too far away from me, Luke,” she grumbles, reaching her arm out for me.
“You have me in a trance, Andi,” I reply honestly.
Deftly removing my own clothes, I all too eagerly reclaim my spot. Now we are body-to-body, skin-to-skin, with no barriers between us. My arms frame her face and, using my knee to urge her to open her legs farther, I’m exactly where I’ve wanted to be all damn day.
Today has been very special to me. In a way, I feel like I’ve given Andi something no one has been able to in a very long time. A real home, with family and friends—all the people she loves with everything she is, without question and without expectations of anything in return. Tonight needs to be all about Andi—whatshewants, whatsheneeds, and what I can give her with no expectations of getting anything in return.
Her beautiful eyes hold mine, and I see nothing but pure and unconditional love in them. My heart swells in my chest with pure pride at being her man. She chose me. She stood by me through all my idiocy. And she will be my wife.
Positioned at her core, I hold back from doing what I really want to do. Her hands run down my body, like silk flowing over hard steel, until she finds the cheeks of my ass. Her fingers grip me and try to pull me to her. My little vixen is so impatient. I almost laugh but I refrain to keep from breaking the tone of our lovemaking. While I love when we’re playful, tonight I want to share all my feelings with her in a different way.
Her eyes close as she arches her neck, pulling on me while I remain unmovable. “Luke, I’m yours,” she purrs, knowing that strikes the caveman chord in me.
“Andi, open your eyes and look at me,” I demand in a low and serious tone.
She complies with somewhat of a confused look, and for a split second, I see vulnerability in her eyes. Using my thumb to stroke her cheek, I continue to stare deeply into her eyes as I slowly sink into her. This is not a time to mask anything I’m feeling or thinking. This time, I need her to see it and feel it with me.
She understands me, and she gets me like no one else does. Her hands lovingly and tenderly move over my body. She maintains our locked eye contact as I push all the way into her, pouring all my love into every movement. Showering her with my every emotion without the first word ever being spoken.
Over and over, I give her every ounce of my love. My dedication. My promise to love, cherish, and protect her is in every movement. She owns my heart and I never want it back. It could never belong to anyone else because it would never be whole again without her. This is what I want her to know—what Ineedher to know. These are the words I can’t say to this beautiful lady who has shown me what real strength is.
A single tear rolls out of the corner of her eye and down her temple. She knows what I’m saying to her, she understands the meaning behind this, why it’s important to me, and she feels it too. It’s all right here between us and there’s no denying it. She is the other half of me—the better half, without a doubt.
The tension is building inside her, and I know she’s getting close. I don’t want to break the connection with her, and yet I want to kiss her, completely devour her, so badly I can’t stand it. Her inner walls clench around me, grabbing me tightly and holding on as she screams my name. I immediately follow her, pouring myself into her as I lean my mouth down to kiss her deeply.
She searches my eyes for a minute before speaking. “That was incredible…and intense,” she says breathlessly. All I can do is nod and keep my eyes glued to hers.
