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There’s a rawness to his question that pulls an equally harsh, honest response from me.
‘Yes!’
He thrusts. Hard. He’s inside me again and I’m a rippling, shivering, incoherent mess. Because it’s good. He’s good. He’s in me, with me, and we’re both so stunned it’s a second before either of us can exhale.
‘It’s been so long,’ he groans.
And then he moves. All I can do is wrap my arms around him because all I want is to keep him right here with me. I’m so close to him and I love it. This.
‘You’re as hot as you were that night.’ His expression wild as he rears up and presses harder into me. ‘So hot.’
He thrusts into me again and again and it’s exquisite. I arch and cling, pushing to meet him with every wild movement. It’s the best thing ever and once again it’s shockingly quick. I go as tense as a wire. Next second my body is so crunched in ecstasy that my soul-piercing scream is silent.
I keep my eyes closed, because as I struggle to catch my breath I realise an alarming truth.
I’m never going to get enough of this.
I’m never going to get enough of him.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
Dain
I CANCEL BUSINESS trips and make video calls instead. Even then I’ve cleared my schedule more than I ever have. I don’t want to leave them. Not for fear she’ll walk out on me. She’s slept in my bed every night since I brought her here. She can’t get enough of me and I’m the same for her. I don’t dwell on that fact too long. It’ll ebb. These things always do.
So I’ll just enjoy the fact we now have a nanny for night time. Even so I’m trying not to be too demanding so Talia can catch up on some of the sleep she’s been short of for months. But actually, despite my best intentions, she thwarts me—she’s demanding and playful. I relish the challenge of keeping up with her. Her unexplored passionate side has been fully revealed and it’s a seemingly bottomless well of want.
I go to Lukas in the mornings. I love ‘talking’ with him first thing. I scoop him up and change him and bring him to Talia. His smiles have developed to laughter and babbling. I don’t recognise my own spontaneity. Since when do I work from home? Since when do I delegate meetings? But I’m a father playing catch-up with his firstborn. I don’t want to leave them for hours at a time and go to work. I’ve lost so much time I don’t want to miss a moment more.
I know Talia feels as though she doesn’t fit. I know she has a fear of loss. But I can protect her here in my home and there’s one more thing I can do to cement her security. I work with the lawyers via video link then take the paperwork to her at lunch.
‘What’s this?’ She’s instantly wary, which makes me tense up totally.
‘It’s Lukas’s reissued birth certificate,’ I say. ‘Your contract. Plus some other papers.’
‘My contract? For what? I don’t need a contract.’
I glare at her. ‘Can you give me just five minutes before interrupting with your rejection?’
She shoots me a mulish look. ‘I don’t understand what you’re doing. Or why this is even necessary.’
‘So that no matter what happens to me, or what happens between us, you and Lukas will have a home. Always.’
‘I thought we’d agreed on that already,’ she says shortly. ‘I trust you.’
My heart stalls. ‘Right.’ I clear my throat. ‘This is just the documentation to prove it.’ And then some, actually, but I’m a bit thrown.
‘What about this?’ She points to one of the papers.
‘My life insurance policy. It’ll be worth it for you if I die.’
Her flushed cheeks are leeched of colour in a second. ‘You think I’d want Lukas to lose a parent?’
‘Talia...’ I feel terrible. I just hit her with casually cruel words. My parents were so good at it. Knowing where and how to strike to inflict maximum emotional damage. I’m screwing up already. I could hurt her. Hurt Lukas. I don’t ever want to. In part that’s why it’s important to me to get this paperwork squared away. So that if—when—things go south between us, everything is still sorted for Lukas. And her.
‘I’m sorry,’ I mutter. ‘That was insensitive.’
She looks troubled more than hurt. ‘You realise he needs you, not your money.’
