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“I wanted your words close to my heart.”

His head dips down to touch his lips to the inscription. I feel him smile against my skin when he sees the wildfire of goosebumps spread across the sensitive area.

His eyes meet mine as his tongue heads north and swirls over my nipple. His fingers slip between us and I rock against them when I feel them glide over me.

I’m under his spell as he toys with my body. He drags his lips up my neck, along my jaw, inhaling as he goes. When he reaches my ear, he says, “You better get that condom on me quick.”

I tear into the wrapper, roll it over his length, and take him inside me, fast and all at once.

A groan rumbles through him. His hands are on me—those tattooed hands gripping my waist, while I slide him in and out, again and again. He’s watching me ride him, wild and raw, and spurred by emotion.

Gathering me in his arms, TJ pulls himself up so he’s sitting with his back against his headboard. I wrap my limbs around him, pressing our bodies together, digging my fingers into his massive shoulders as he pumps in and out of me.

“You’re so fucking beautiful Carla. So sexy,” he whispers. “So perfect.” His tongue dips into my mouth and our kiss deepens until we’re panting and breathless, suffocating each other with desire and need.

He’s thrusting in deep strokes. I’m teetering on the edge, vibration rippling throughout my body, and when I tip over, TJ comes with me. It’s a barrage of emotion. I moan his name, my insides clenching around him, body shuddering, as tears brim and roll down my cheeks. I blink through the blurriness so I can catch sight of him coming apart.

Brows pinched together, muscles contracting, lips open to give way for my name. I take it all in as he releases, pleasure and pride whirling inside me.

He nuzzles my cheek but stills when he feels the wet streaks. “What’s wrong, my beautiful girl?” He kisses away each salty drop. “Why are you crying?”

I don’t give the words time to sit in my mind. I didn’t make a list. I haven’t thought this through. I don’t have a plan.

But the best things in my life happened because I didn’t have a plan.

“I’m in love with you.”

TJ’s eyes close and he rests his forehead against mine. I count the seconds before he answers, terrified that I’ve said something I shouldn’t have.

“God, I was hoping you were,” he says. He kisses me with soft and tender lips, and then his eyes open. “Carla, I love you.”

“You do?”

He blinds me with a smile, dimples digging into each cheek, eyes sparkling with adoration. “Remember when you told me to fall in love and have babies?”

“Or go on vacation,” I add, just to be clear.

He chuckles. “Well, I want to do all of those things with you. I knew it last night. When Tanner brought me home after I’d gotten the shit kicked out of me, and I saw you standing there, it slammed into me harder than any of the hits I’d taken.

“You were there, helping me, nursing my wounds. The way you cared for me, I knew … I never want anyone to care for me but you. I never want anyone to be at home waiting for me but you. I never want anyone to love me but you.” He captures my lips and holds my face close to his. “And I never want to love another for as long as I live. You are the one who was meant for me. I know it. I’m certain of it. I’m going to be the man you deserve.”

“You already are that man. You always have been.”

We hold each other and kiss, pouring our love into one another, blissful and sweet, floating on a cloud.

Chapter Thirty-Six

Tj

She loves me.

She loves me.

Nothing could get better than this feeling, yet I know with Carla, somehow, it will.

She stirs in my arms as the sunrays streak through the window, waking up with a little puddle of drool on my chest.

I can’t help but laugh as her eyes go wide before she wipes it away with the sheet.

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