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“Sebastian,” she gasped, and it was the sweetest sound I’d ever heard.
I moved to the other breast as her hand reached down between us to grip my shaft. My eyes nearly rolled back in my head, lust splintering any chance at rational thought. Trembling, with breaths sawing in and out of my lungs, I pawed at the blankets until I retrieved the condom. I had to blink the haze away from my vision to tear the packet open and get it on, focusing very hard on ignoring the beautiful, perfect, opinionated, stubborn, horny woman urging me to move faster.
When I was finally positioned at the opening of her body, I let my gaze rip up to hers. Her lips were swollen and her cheeks were flushed, and I knew that feeling hiding in the pit of my heart was love. I knew I’d never met anyone like her and never would. I knew there was no one in the world that could make me feel the way she did. No one in the world who tore the curtain from my eyes and made me reassess my life the way she did.
“Are you trying to torture me?” she asked, chest heaving with every breath. Her nipples were hard pink tips, glistening from my kisses. I let my hand slide up the softness of her stomach to tease them again, relishing the way her lashes fluttered against the redness on her cheeks when I did.
“I’m trying to enjoy the moment,” I told her.
“Can you enjoy it while you’re inside me?”
I huffed a breathless shadow of a laugh, because of course she’d be demanding and opinionated. Of course she’d be right.
I drove myself inside her with one long, steady, perfect thrust. Charlie’s back arched as I watched, every nerve ending in my body sizzling from the hot clasp of her body around mine. Fully seated, I paused to catch my breath.
“Oh,” she whispered, her fingers fluttering like little butterflies as they stroked my shoulders, my chest.
I grunted and let my palms slide to her thighs so I could spread her wider. “You feel so hot and wet and tight, sweetheart,” I said, driving my hips against hers. “Feels like you were made to take me.”
Her panting nearly sent me over the edge. And when she let her hand slide down between us to pleasure herself while I held her knees wide and pistoned into her, the entire world ceased to exist beyond the borders of the bedroom.
She came with a cry, fluttering around me while her back arched, and it was the most beautiful sight in the world to me. I slowed as she pulled her hand away from where we were joined, using her wrist to push a strand of sweat-soaked hair from her forehead. She blinked at me, a shy smile tugging at the corner of her lips.
I knew it had to be love then too, because no smile from any woman had ever made thunder crack through my breastbone the way that one did. And if she looked at me any longer, I’d blurt it out and ruin it for both of us.
“Hands and knees,” I rasped, then helped her to her stomach. Her legs trembled as she got to her knees, her elbows digging into the pillows by her head. I found that swollen bundle of nerves between her legs with my fingers and watched her head drop between her shoulder blades. The room smelled of hot sweat and sex. Her skin was damp when I ran my free hand up her flank to curl my hand around her hip, thumb pressing into that perfect dimple at the base of her spine.
When her hips began to rock back toward me, I finally slid inside her, closing my eyes at the stretch of her body around me. It was hard, in that moment, to deny that we were made for each other. To think about anything other than the fact that she was perfect. That she was mine.
Wrapping my arm around her stomach, I brought her up so her back was to my chest, and I worked her clit while my other hand held her breast, drinking down her desperate cries until I felt her grip my plunging cock like a vise. Everywhere I touched there was soft skin and lush curves. I smelled nothing but lavender and Charlie.
And I let go. My teeth scraped at her shoulder as I came, holding her close until I was wrung out and ready to collapse.
Charlie let out a harsh breath, her hands sliding over mine as she threaded her fingers between my own. “Um,” she said. “Wow.”
When she angled her head to look back at me, I brushed my lips with hers. That kiss settled into my soul like a vow. Something had changed between us, and in the fading light of our perfect day, I let myself relish the fact that I’d made her mine.
Whether or not that would last when we rolled back into New Elwood, I couldn’t say.
TWENTY-EIGHT
CHARLIE
We’d forgotten to close the blinds, which meant that I woke up with the sun, wrapped up in the muscular, heavy arms of a man I no longer hated. His breathing was heavy and even, and I stayed still, enjoying the serenity of the moment.
He was the first man I’d met who made me feel like he understood me. We’d both experienced loss, and we were both willing to meet in the middle and change our minds. It was too soon to think about the future, but I still couldn’t help myself from imagining what would happen if he decided to stay in New Elwood.
Maybe I could convince him to restore the house. Maybe he’d decide that he liked our small town…that he liked me…enough to stay. Maybe these feelings growing inside me would take root and grow into something strong.
Because the truth was, I couldn’t imagine going back to life in New Elwood without him. Couldn’t imagine working in my little cupboard in the basement of the council building without looking forward to seeing him at the end of the day.
If I had to choose between the house and Sebastian, which would I pick?
I watched the sky brighten as I mulled it over, but I couldn’t make up my mind. The house was everything to me. It was my past. My family. My home.
But at some point over the past few weeks, Sebastian had become important to me too. We’d only just met, but I felt like I’d found the other half of me. Someone who wasn’t intimidated by me, who gave as good as he got. Someone who respected my ideas and took me seriously at work. Someone who could be tender and dominant in turn—who did, in fact, kiss as good as he looked.
Would I ever meet someone like him again? I knew practically everyone in New Elwood, and no one had ever made me feel the way Sebastian did.
