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I can feel he is right there with me. He laces my hand in his, pinning it above my head as he quickens his pace only to slow it right down again. I grasp his hip in frustration with my other hand, trying to speed up the motion. He finally gives into me, giving me exactly what I want. My body tightens around him and I feel my release starting to build deep in my belly. I squeeze my eyes shut and ride out the bliss that takes over my entire body. The orgasm hits me hard, with such force that I feel it right down to my toes. He pulses inside of me and his body tenses as I try to catch my breath. With one last push, he loses all control and collapses on top of me. He gently brushes a loose strand of my wild hair from my cheek and kisses me behind my ear.
When I open my eyes, he’s watching me like there’s nothing else in the world to look at. He grins and my heart flutters in my chest.
“Are you okay?” he whispers.
“I’ve never been better.”
He rolls onto his side and gathers me into his warm body. I instantly want the weight of his body back on me. He lifts my chin and his dreamy eyes gaze into mine. “That was incredible.”
“It was. It’s always been that way between us.”
Parker nods in agreement and, a warm smile lifts the corner of his lips.
“I want you to know that tonight means everything to me, Livy. This is right where I want to be. Right here with you. I understand if you need more time, but I need you to know that.”
I blink back at him, eyes wide. I let his words sink in, words that set my heart on fire. I want to tell him that it means everything to me too, but when I part my lips, the words don’t come.
He pulls my face into his, our foreheads together.
“You don’t have to say a word right now. It’s okay.” He sweeps his finger along the edge of my jaw.
“We do need to eat something though. Should we pull ourselves from this bed and tackle the Thai food?”
I laugh. “Yeah, I think we worked up quite the appetite.”
Ten
Parker
Livy looks lost in a dream, her long, dark eyelashes casting a shadow on her cheeks, her pale pink lips still swollen from last night. The morning light filters through the sheer curtains in her bedroom, leaving its glow over her.
I lay beside her, taking in the perfect view. I’m usually not one to stick around but literally all I want to do is stay here beside her and stare at her breathtaking face.
Never in my wildest dreams would I have expected to be here, lying in bed with Livy, but here we are after all these years and nothing has ever felt so right.
I sit up, carefully untwining our bodies so as not to wake her. I look down at her again. The bed sheet covers her naked body up to her chest. She is on her side with the sheet pulled tight, revealing the curve of her hip. I had forgotten how good it feels to be inside her. There is no coming down from this high. As much I’d like to stay here in bed all day with her, I know if I don’t get up now, I’ll have my hands all over her again. And after what we did last night, I know she could use the rest.
We barely got through dinner last night before winding up back in her bed. We couldn’t keep our hands off each other, making up for the eight long years we had been apart. We moved from the kitchen counter to her couch to her bed, finally falling asleep in each other’s arms just after midnight. It was the best sleep of my life having her warm soft body wrapped up in mine, which is surprising considering I have gotten so used to sleeping alone. I liked listening to the sound of her even breathing as she fell asleep on my chest, her body nestled into mine.
One night with Olivia, I knew now, would never be enough.
I fight the urge to wake her up, to put my hands and mouth all over her body, and instead slip out of bed and pull on my boxer briefs. We both have to work today so I make my way to her kitchen to make us breakfast. This girl deserves to experience my culinary skills.
I fumble through her cabinets to find what I need and get to work, trying to be as quiet as I can. Luckily for me, her kitchen is fully stocked with groceries and top of the line pots and pans. She could basically host her own cooking show in this place. I have everything I need to wow her with one of my famous breakfasts.
First up, coffee. Once that’s brewing, I throw the bacon in a pan and get to work on the pancakes.
I’m anxious for Livy to wake up, hoping she’s not having second thoughts about last night. I had hoped like hell we would end up in bed together when she agreed to have dinner with me, but I never imagined it would be as incredible as it was.
But does she feel the same?
What if it wasn’t as incredible for her? What if she regrets it? I can’t believe I’ve already started picturing a life with her. Fucking white picket fence and all. Who the hell am I?
“He cooks, too.” Livy is standing in the entrance of the kitchen wearing only my t-shirt that lands just above her knees. Her hair is in a messy bun thing on her head and she’s leaning against the wall with a slow smile curving her lips. Her eyes trail down my bare chest as I catch her ogling me and I fucking love that she looks at me like that.
“I hope you’re hungry. Coffee is made too.”
“You’ve come a long way.” She looks incredible standing there in just my t-shirt and I drink her in. “I’m not sure the boy I used to know could boil water.”
