She’s here.
She drove seven hours to see me.
Is this really happening?
The phone is still pressed against my ear as I throw on a pair of athletic shorts and a T-shirt before racing out of my bedroom. I run down the hallway and stairs, quickly turning off the alarm system and opening the front door. My heart is pounding like it’s about to explode. My breath is ragged. My smile is so fucking wide it hurts. Everything in my life is falling into place. Tonight showed me, once again, that nothing matters without having my person by my side. And she’s pulling up to my house right now.
I’m waiting on the front steps, practically leaping down them when she puts the car in park. Seconds later, she’s in my arms, and I spin her around. I can finally breathe for the first time in months. I bury my nose in her hair, inhaling the lavender of her shampoo, reminding myself this is real.
I squeeze her tight and then set her on the ground with a tiny amount of space between us so I can look into her captivating hazel eyes.
“Hi,” I whisper, pushing a strand of hair away from her face.
“Hi,” she responds, her face flushed with a megawatt smile.
“I can’t believe you’re here. This feels like a dream,” I murmur, gazing into her eyes.
“It’s real. I’m here. There’s no place I’d rather be.”
“I’m so sorry for everything. I’d do anything for you, Kate. You’re the love of my life,” I say confidently, pressing my lips to hers in a sweet kiss that leaves me wanting more. “My soulmate. You’ve always been my soulmate…ever since we were kids. The love I have for you now is different from what it was back then. It’s more. So much fucking more.”
My lips crash onto hers, her mouth parting, allowing me to slide my tongue inside. We groan at the same time, the heat from our kiss igniting a fire inside us. Her kisses send a lightning bolt to my cock, making me instantly hard. It’s been this way since the night I first kissed her. I don’t think it’ll ever change. She’s it for me. Forever.
The winter air has a slight chill, and neither of us seems to mind. Our passion heats us enough to prevent the sting of the cold.
“I love you, too,” she responds, breathlessly. She presses another kiss to my lips, gently tugging my lower lip between her teeth.
“God, I love you so much,” I reply, my forehead touching hers. “I know being together won’t be easy, but I’m committed to making it work. I want us to be a team. I’ll do whatever it takes for us to be together. You are my forever, Kate.”
“I’m committed to making us work, too,” she assures, tears glistening in her eyes. “I want forever with you. You’re the love of my life.”
I pick Kate up and spin her around again before carrying her into the house. As soon as the front door closes, my hands are all over her as I press her against the door. Desperate to touch everyinch of her skin. Show her how much I love her. How much I’ve missed her.
My lips descend onto hers in a passionate kiss as my hands search under her shirt. I trail kisses down her neck, teasing at her collarbone. My erection grows harder with each kiss.
“God. I’ve missed this. Missed you so much,” she pants, her hands tugging at my hair.
“Me, too,” I groan, pulling her shirt over her head and exposing her see-through black lace bra. “Fuck. I need you now. Not going to be able to wait until I get you upstairs.” I suck on her nipple through the lightweight fabric. She arches her back as I grind my hips into her, showing her how much I want her. “I’m dying to taste you. Please tell me I can,” I beg, unclasping her bra with one hand while I slowly drag the other between her thighs, feeling her wetness through her thin yoga pants.
“Oh my God. Yes,” she moans, kicking off her shoes and opening her thighs more.
That’s all the invitation I need. I tear off her pants and underwear in one motion, tossing them across the entryway. I’m on my knees in front of her, gazing into her eyes, awestruck that she’s here.
“Please, Jake,” she begs, leaning back against the door.
I drag my hands up her inner thighs, and she trembles with my touch. She’s as desperate for this as I am. My fingers slide between her silky folds, quickly covered in her arousal, intensifying the heat I feel. I lift one of her legs over my shoulder and devour her.
She tastes even better than I remember. I groan into her pussy as I alternate between sucking and licking at her clit. Any man who doesn’t like eating her pussy has been fucking doing it wrong. I could live down here. Die a happy man with my mouth between her legs.
“Holy fuck,” she screams as her body tenses. “Oh my God. Fuck me. I’m so close.”
“I know, babe. Come for me. Come on my tongue like the good girl you are.”
I slide two fingers inside her, pumping in and out while my tongue flicks at her clit. She’s so fucking close. I want her screaming my name until she’s hoarse. Reminding her who this pussy belongs to. Forever. That no one else will touch her this way ever again. She’s fucking mine for life.
“Oh my fucking God. Don’t stop… Please don’t stop,” she begs on wobbly legs.
I take that as my cue to suck harder, immediately sending her flying with an orgasm. I don’t let up. Pumping my fingers in and out of her as her pussy walls clench around them. Wanting her to ride out this orgasm as long as possible. Squeeze out every last drop of it so she feels fucking amazing. My girl deserves that and so much more.
