Page 30 of Forever a Thief

Her sage eyes lock onto mine and then she shatters. And it’s fucking beautiful. I slam my mouth against hers, kissing her deeply, drinking in her cries. My own orgasm is right there, and I let go, giving her everything I’ve got. A shudder tears through my body and I explode.

Unleashing a harsh sound—one I’ve never heard come out of my mouth before—I roll onto my back, drop a hand on my heaving chest and stare at the ceiling as I try to get my breathing under control. That was wild and fast, and a part of me wonders if I should’ve slowed things down. Took my time and savored her more. Drawn the pleasure out for us both. Turning my head, I look over and she appears just as fuck-struck as me.

“I needed that,” she whispers. “God, did I need that.”

Sliding closer, I turn her face toward me. “Did you?”

“It’s…been awhile.” She tries to pull away, shy all of a sudden, but I don’t let her.

“I should’ve taken my time with you.” My thumb traces over her jawline. “I’m sorry.”

“Sorry? For what? Giving me the best sex of my life?” She lets out a low laugh.

“The best sex of your life, huh? Hold that thought.”

Slipping out of bed, I pad into the bathroom and take care of the condom. Pausing, I look at my naked reflection in the mirror, particularly my expression. I’ve never looked so relaxed…so content. For the first time in a very long time, I’m just looking at me. At Rhys.

Somehow, Savannah brings out the best in me. The old me, who nobody paid any attention to and who didn’t have a euro to his name. An innocent kid who used to find joy in the simple things. My mom and I never had much money, but we were always happy. Because we had each other. Could Savvy bring that kind of joy back to my life?

Fuck, that’s a loaded question. Raking a hand through my hair, I wander back into the bedroom and slide beneath the sheet, covering her soft, warm body with mine. Then I start dropping kisses all over her beautiful face. Particularly on those adorable freckles.

“Back to how I’m the best sex of your life,” I murmur.

“Don’t let it go to your already big head,” she says, giggling after I boop her nose with three kisses in a row.

“Too late.” I abandon her numerous freckles and make my way down, dragging my mouth along her throat, over her collarbone and then latching onto a taut, rosy nipple. Sucking, worshipping. She moans, arching beneath me. “You taste so sweet.”

Her fingers thread through my hair, nails lightly scratching. “Can I ask you a question?”

I lift my head. “Yes, I’ll fuck you again…and again…and then again.”

She bats at my shoulder. “That’s not what I was going to ask. I mean, that too, but I was just curious…”

“About?”

“Well, several things.”

I roll off her, getting comfortable on the pile of pillows as she turns to face me. Reaching out, she trails a finger over my chest, circling my flat nipple and raking her nails through the light dusting of hair. “How old are you?” she asks.

“Thirty-seven.” Her eyebrows lift in surprise. “You thought I was younger? Good. Then the time I abhor spending in the gym twice a week isn’t all for nothing.”

“Aren’t you going to ask me how old I am?”

“How old are you, chérie?”

“I’ll be thirty in a few months.”

“Un bébé,” I purr.

When her fingers move up to trace my lower lip, I give them a playful nip. With a laugh, she pulls them away and, instead, glides them over the stubble growing in on my face. I shave every day, rarely sporting any type of facial hair. But the last few days have been anything but normal, and I’ve slacked on my regular maintenance. However, if she likes it, I’m willing to change things up a bit.

“Hardly.” She sighs softly. “Tell me more about this sapphire you want so badly.”

I wasn’t expecting her to turn the subject to the gem so soon, but there’s no harm in sharing a little about it. “The Heart of Azure is legendary and full of mystique. It was discovered in Sri Lanka and is 392.52 carats of untreated cushion-cut Ceylon blue sapphire. The gem is suspended on a diamond tassel pendant.”

“Oh, it’s on a necklace?”

“The most stunning necklace ever created. It would look amazing on you.” I touch her collarbone, imagining how the sapphire would look against her flawless skin.