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I slide the condom on and then push slowly inside her tight heat, her body achingly perfect underneath me. Her eyelids grow heavy, and she moans as I push all the way inside her. Her nails claw at my back as I start thrusting in and out, fighting against how close she’s already got me. I can’t come after only a few thrusts. Not with her.
I need to make this so good, she’ll never think of leaving me. We’re meant for each other—we always have been.
“Laney,” I say, my voice ragged, her name all but a prayer on my lips.
She surges forward at the same time that she grips the back of my head and pulls my mouth to hers. We kiss deep, our tongues gliding against each other as our bodies find their perfect rhythm, her pussy clutching my cock so tightly, it’s almost too much.
I break our kiss. “Fuck, you feel so good.”
I grip her ass and tilt her hips at the same time I adjust my angle. She sucks in a sharp breath before arching her back and tossing her head back.
“Oh God,” she cries as her orgasm rips through her, squeezing my cock so hard, I have no choice but to follow her over the cliff.
My whole body shakes with my release, my arms threatening to give out, despite the hours I spend regularly in the gym. Fuck me, sex has never felt this way before.
After the last of my orgasm has wrecked through me, I push myself to the side and collapse next to Laney, careful not to crush her with my weight but not able to stop touching her either. She’s quiet beside me, her chest heaving as she tries to catch her breath, her gaze locked on the ceiling.
I reach up and brush my thumb against the apple of her cheek before cupping her face and tilting it toward me. Her eyes are filled with emotions I can’t quite name, and that scares me. I’ve always been able to read her moods, but I’m lost now.
“No regrets, Sunshine,” I whisper.
She closes her eyes slowly and a tear slips out, sliding down beside her eye into her hairline. My heart stalls before restarting at a frantic pace. I lean over and kiss her lips softly, trying to convey all the love that’s overwhelming me into that one soft kiss.
When she opens her eyes, the fear in her gaze slays me. “Please don’t break my heart, Dom. I won’t survive it.”
I surge forward and kiss her harder. “I’m done hurting you. I’ll show you, Laney. Just please don’t give up on me.”
She doesn’t say anything, but she doesn’t push me away, and for now that’s enough.
Twenty-Nine
The bright light wakes me up first, then the heavy weight across my stomach jolts me awake further. My eyes snap open, and my heart races for a second as everything from last night comes roaring back. And that heavy weight across my stomach? It’s Dom’s arm, his head smooshed against the pillow. He holds me tight like he’s afraid I’ll escape while he’s asleep. But this is my apartment. Where would I escape to?
I slide one hand into my hair and stare at my white ceiling. I can’t believe we had sex. Finally. And not just any kind of sex—earth-shattering, toe-curling, mind-bending sex.
Holy fucking shit, it was incredible.
My cheeks flush as I recall every salacious detail from last night—the way Dom owned my body in a way I’ve never experienced before. There’s a delicious ache in my muscles, but my mind won’t stop spinning.
“I can practically hear your thoughts,” Dom mumbles next to me, causing me to whip my head in his direction.
“What? How’d you even know I was awake? Your eyes are closed.”
“Your whole body locked up. And I know you, know how you think, how you freak out. Stop it.”
I open my mouth, but I have no good rebuttal. He’s right; I was about to spiral into a freak-out and for no good reason. Things are good between us—more than good, they’re perfect.
He opens his eyes, the crystalline blue piercing me. They soften slightly the longer he watches me.
Something about the quiet of the early morning and being snuggled in my bed makes me admit the truth to him. “I’m scared,” I whisper.
His hand comes up to brush through my hair before resting on my neck, his thumb rubbing soothing circles on my jawline. “I know you are. So am I.”
“What are you scared of?”
He leans closer and I shift so our foreheads can rest against each other. “I’m scared of losing you, Laney. Nothing means anything without you.” He takes a deep breath. “I know you think this whole thing started because I was acting out of fear and that none of it was real, but you’re only half right. The fear of losing you definitely forced me to confront what I’ve ignored for far too long, but I promise you, no matter how this started, it’s been painfully real for me from the very beginning. I want you, not for a charade or for the press. I want you for you because I can’t live without you, because you’re my best friend, and the woman of my dreams who I was too afraid of losing to realize how perfect we could be together.”
“This is real,” I whisper, believing each word with my whole heart. Fear doesn’t make them any less true.
