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I tore my mouth from his neck, panting. “Come for me, baby,” I begged, rutting like a goddamn animal. “Soak my shirt with your cum.”
Preston cried out, doing as I’d asked, and I stabbed upward, my dick erupting deep inside his body. Every spurt ripped a grunt from my lungs as I emptied myself, giving him everything I had.
“Preston,” I whispered his name with a ragged exhale, rubbing my nose all the fuck over the dark purple mark I’d left on his neck.
Fuck. Yes.
He shuddered in my hold before going lax.
On shaky legs, I carried him into my bathroom, stripped him down, and took care of him.
We didn’t speak. There was no need for words, since I’d said all I’d needed to and had seen the reflection of my feelings on his face.
I snuggled the hell out of him, petting his soft skin with trailing fingertips until he fell asleep in my arms.
Contentment flooded through me, and I buried my face in his silky hair, breathing in the vanilla, citrus, and natural scent of my love’s freckled skin that bore evidence of my claiming.
No longer did I have to dread our going separate ways.
Preston was mine now.
And there was no going back. Ever.
Chapter 20
Preston
We woke Sunday morning wrapped up in each other’s arms. My ass ached with a luscious burn, but I wasn’t nearly done with Drake or his dick. He was a man of many talents, unsurprising to learn firsthand after having read all the rave reviews on EEMM’s website. The idea of Drake being an escort didn’t exactly sit well with me, but hadn’t I hired two of his fellow co-workers? I wouldn’t judge, but one thing I knew for sure…if the stars aligned and fate allowed us to be together, I would ask him for exclusivity.
But what were the chances of having my hopes fulfilled?
I hadn’t meant to spill so many of my desires into the space between us. The forever I’d admitted to couldn’t be promised, no matter how much I wanted him. Too many emotions had been overwhelming me for hours on end thanks to Jacqueline’s actions and declarations. I’d been an absolute mess in my head, and Drake had held me through it all, not pushing for me to talk shit through.
He'd given me a safe place to rest while I tried to figure out my way forward—with Jacqueline and him.
Jacqueline definitely had a rude awakening from Drake and me being stuck in that elevator. She’d finally remembered she had a son who had needed her once upon a time. Regardless of the damage that had been done in years past, the longing for reconciliation between us had doubled. Wounds and bitterness had lain like a gulf between us for years, and the beginnings of a bridge spanned the distance.
Had her thoughts been jolted enough that she actually loved me like she hadn’t claimed aloud since I was maybe in third grade? Would she be open and willing to eventually accept who I was?
Maybe even consider changing her stance toward Nancy as well?
Or was her softening a simple reaction, and she would go back to her usual cold, conservative ways after a few months’ time?
I clung to a fragile thread of hope she’d turned a new leaf, looking forward to her and Devlin’s return. If it took years of work to make things right between us, I was willing to put in the hours.
Anything to have peace between us—and maybe someday with Nancy as well.
Acceptance, at the very least.
“How’d you sleep, baby?” Drake’s low voice against my neck sent shivers down my spine.
My waking inclination was to stretch, entice blood into my limbs, but I curled in closer to his warmth, soaking in the heat and strength of his body wrapped around mine.
That saying, heaven on earth?
I’d found it.
But with possible healing between me and Jacqueline, I would have to play it safe. Those thoughts could wait though since I couldn’t deny myself indulging for just a bit longer.
