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His nostrils flare, and his Adam’s apple bobs. “Are you telling me what I think you are?”
He’s still stroking himself, and I’m mesmerized by the vision. I nod.
“I can take you bare?” he clarifies, and I laugh.
“Well, if you’d rather use a condom.”
He bends one knee on the bed, the mattress dipping, then hovers over me, his weight about to bear down on me. “Not a chance.” He shakes his head, swiping a finger along my folds until his eyes flutter closed. “So wet and ready.”
“I’ve been ready for a long time.”
Our gazes meet and hold, and he positions the tip at my opening. Inch by inch, he slides inside me, placing his lips on mine and kissing me until he stretches me in the most glorious way when he’s fully seated inside me.
His lips leave mine, and he grunts. “Shit, you’re about to make me a two-minute man.”
I bring his mouth back to mine, lost in this private space we’ve created for each other.
He circles his hips and draws in and out of me, and I grow wetter with every stroke. His tongue licks up my neck, then he nibbles my earlobe. Hearing and feeling his breath intensifies every sensation.
“Harder,” I say.
“I don’t want to?—”
“Harder,” I repeat.
He listens, drilling in and out of me. My hands fall to the comforter, gripping it while my hips rise off the bed, meeting him thrust for thrust. It’s all too much. This. All the tension we’ve been living with. The electrifying small touches. The discreet glimpses at each other.
My moans turn into cries, and everything in the room blurs until all I can feel, see, and hear is Emmett. Only Emmett. Only us.
His eyes lock with mine, so transparent. All the promises he wants to deliver on, everything he wants me to see in him, it’s all alive inside of them.
I bring his mouth to mine again and come so hard I buck and clench around his dick. He grunts and groans, not moving until I can’t hold the kiss anymore from the euphoric feeling inside me.
“Next time, I’m watching,” he says, getting up on his elbows and grinding in and out of me at the same pace he was. His one hand squeezes my breast, showing me how strong he is. “God, Briar, you’re killin’ me.”
He mumbles a curse before he pumps inside me, stilling with a loud groan, then lowers his body to mine.
He pushes my blonde hair off my forehead and kisses me again. “Are you okay?”
“I’m great,” I say, running my hands through his sweaty hair.
“Thank you.”
“For what?”
“For trusting me.”
It’s the expression in his eyes that makes my nose tickle as wetness pools in my eyes. There’s so much conviction in them and gratitude that someone is taking a chance after seeing the real him. And I feel so privileged to be the one chosen.
Chapter Twenty-Six
Emmett
Am I having an out-of-body experience? How the hell did I get here? Not that I’m complaining. Having Briar lying on me with my fingers lazily going up and down her arm isn’t something I ever thought I wanted. Until her. Until she flipped my life upside down.
“I really am sorry about what I said.” God, I can’t conceive of why I’d ever have said that shit about her.
Briar turns to me, resting her chin on my chest. “I already told you I forgive you. Let’s forget it, okay?”
