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“She was like you. Christmas was what she lived for. I couldn’t bring myself to…”
“You don’t have to say anything.” Because she has the biggest heart of anyone I’ve ever met except for my late wife, she practically flies off the front porch and throws her arms around me. “I’m so sorry. I’m sorry I pushed and was too nosy.”
“Here. You shouldn’t even be out here without a coat on.” I wrap mine around both of us rather than pushing her away because pushing her away isn’t what I want to do. Not when it’s so much better being close to her. The noise in my head and my disgust with the entire world, all fade to unimportance when she’s close to me. I can forget the past for a little while.
That’s her gift. That’s the gift she’s given me.
“You don’t have to apologize, either,” I murmur, inhaling the scent of her hair. It loosens up more of the tightness in my chest. She’s like living, breathing magic. It’s almost enough to make me believe I can exist as part of her world the way I’ve wanted to all along.
“I don’t?” The question is muffled against my chest.
“You make me want to open up.” When she lifts her head, brows raised, I add, “Not that I have to like it. Most of the time, I hate it.”
“No kidding.”
“But you’re worth it.” I kiss the tip of her nose, which is cold enough to remind me where we are.. “You should get inside. You’ll freeze out here.”
“You should come with me.” Her eyes gleam with an unmistakable light. “Like, right now.”
My cock twitches in anticipation. “Now that you mention it, I could use some warming up.”
“I’ll get you good and warm.”
Oh, I know she will.
9
NOELLE
Everything’s different now.Even if I hadn’t found him outside, I would have broken down sooner or later—I’ve been fighting hard enough as it is to stay away from him.
Once I got home and the tears dried, I got a hold of myself and started thinking. I haven’t been able to stop since. Why would a man react the way he did all because I happened to find a wedding photo under his bed? It was the most innocent thing in the world. There’s wanting privacy, and there’s his reaction.
I figured it was either an ugly divorce or he was widowed. Hearing him talk about her broke my heart a little, but that pain has quieted to more of a dull ache by the time I pull Luka into the house with me.
Now I understand why fate brought us together. He needs healing. He needs another chance. I want so much to give him that.
“You know, I’ve been meaning to tell you about these gifts,” he murmurs before nudging one of the boxes with the toe of his shoe. “It isn’t safe, leaving them by the window like this. With the curtain open, anyone can see in.”
Like I care about that right now. “Maybe they’ll see this, too.” In one swift motion, I pull off my sweater, then drop my jeans in the next breath.
“So that’s how it’s going to be?” He arches an eyebrow. “You know how I feel about this kind of thing.”
“Yeah, I know how you feel about it.” I drop to my knees in front of him and work on his belt, then his fly. “But I know how you feel about this, too.” I pull him free of his shorts and immediately run my tongue around the ridge of his head. He was already thickening, and growing, but now he’s hard as a rock. I plunge down on him without another word, taking all of him, my pussy moistening at the sound of his soft groans.
“So nice.” He sighs, stroking my hair. “Somebody’s eager. Were you aching to do this? Did you want to suck my dick as much as I want to be inside you?”
I grunt my agreement, my head bobbing, fondling his balls with one hand while sliding the other up under his shirt. My fingers dance along the topography of his abs and chest, the muscles so finely chiseled they almost feel unreal. He’s so beautiful. How can anything so beautiful want me?
“Holy fuck. I should’ve let you do this before.” His legs shake a little, but he remains upright, though it’s clear from the way he pants for air he’s coming close to the finish. I slow my pace, easing up on the pressure from my lips, which only makes him groan in frustration. I can’t help but laugh a little at the sound—now he has to deal with being at my mercy, at least for a little while.
I know better than to think it will last long. “That’s enough of that,” he mutters, and he doesn’t sound happy about it as he withdraws from my mouth. “Shit. That was too good.”
“Too good? I didn’t know there was such a thing.”
“Neither did I, until now.” He strokes my hair again, smiling down at me, and I can’t pretend the sight and feel of it doesn’t fill me with a pleasure deeper than anything physical. I’ve pleased him, and it pleases me.
“Now. Let’s talk about picking up where we left off the other night.” With his hands on my shoulders, he presses down, and I lie back on the floor, my head almost under the tree. It’s sort of surreal, lying here, watching him undress before he sinks to his knees between my spread thighs. “I’m pretty sure I promised to eat your pussy.”
