Page 48 of Fate Will Bring You Home

She put her fingers over my lips just as I had done to her.

“Just promise, and lastly, promise me that we will keep in touch no matter what. I want you in my life no matter what happens between us. Even if it’s once a month phone calls to catch up when I’m back in Connecticut.”

The thought of that turned my stomach. I didn’t want to think of Aubrey not being here, but I nodded my head in agreement anyway. Then she leaned the rest of the way and kissed me. I dug my fingers into her thighs just below her ass to pull her in because she still wasn’t close enough. I felt desperate, like I had to hold on for dear life and couldn’t let her go, or she would change her mind again.

I can’t believe I just said all that; it was like my brain exploded with all my thoughts from the moment I met her, but I meant every word. I felt things I hadn’t ever felt before, and it scared me shitless.

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

Aubrey

He kissed me like he needed my breath to live. We both started to grind our hips, and I could feel what kissing me did to him right between my legs. When I finally pulled back a little bit, we were both breathing uncontrollably, just staring at each other. I put my forehead to his, “Okay, let’s see where this goes.”

He smiled and kissed me again. I pulled my face back to look at him. “Are you going to fuck me now?” I immediately covered my mouth and blushed. I couldn’t believe I said that out loud.

He groaned, and I swear I felt his erection grow even more. He stood up with me in his arms. His hands were holding me right under my ass. I grabbed onto him because I thought I was going to fall, but he had a tight grip on the back of my thighs, so I wrapped my legs around him. Once I realized he wouldn’t let me fall, I started kissing him from his neck down to his collarbone.

He pinned me against the wall and looked me in the eyes.

“If you don’t stop kissing my neck like that, I will fuck you against this wall or cum in my pants. I’ve been thinking about this for weeks.”

I bit my lip and laughed at how forward he was being. I loved it. I leaned in and whispered, “Yes, Sir.”

“Fuuuck, don’t do that either,” he groaned with a smile. He walked us both to his bedroom. He placed me down gently and looked at me like he was going to devour me. He kneeled one leg onto the bed between mine and leaned over me. His hand touched my thigh and started traveling up my nightgown. Excitement coursed through my body as his hand reached my side. His finger brushed the underside of my breast. He cupped it and let out a satisfied groan.

“Perfect.” Then he paused like he had done something wrong. “Is this okay?” he asked breathlessly.

“Take it off,” I whispered as I nodded.

He smiled and lifted my nightgown over my head.

“Jesus Aubrey. You’re—Fuck! You’re perfect.” He bit his lip at the sight of me, which turned me on. He cupped my breast again and slowly brought my nipple between his fingers. The feel of his fingers on my nipple sent shockwaves straight to my center. I couldn’t help but moan when he touched me.

“Everything about you is perfect. You’re breathtaking,” he whispered against my ear. He took both my hands and gently pushed them over my head, holding me down.

“Is this okay?”

“This is more than okay,” I said as I caught his lips with mine. He groaned at my response. I felt the warmth building in my core when he began kissing my collarbone. I hummed as he got closer to my breasts. His tongue slowly circled each nipple. I squirmed beneath him when he blew air where he had just licked. Keeping my arms up was hard because I wanted to grab him and pull him closer.

He pulled my nipple into his warm mouth. He was giving both breasts equal attention. I was like putty in his hands. Every time he kissed or touched me somewhere new, shockwaves went off in my body like I was being touched for the first time.

He let my hands go, and I laced my fingers into his hair as he kept getting lower and lower on my body, but I pulled him up a little to look him in the eye.

“You’re too dressed,”

Without saying a word, he stood up. I helped him remove his shirt, and my mouth went dry as my eyes and hands roamed over his body. I stood up and traced my fingers along his abs before I pushed him down onto the bed and straddled him. I kissed his neck and chest and felt his muscles tightening under my tongue. He kept making the sexiest sounds as I moved lower and lower. I licked and kissed him, taking my time as I traveled down his washboard abs.

He was gripping the sheets like he was afraid to touch me. “Fuck Aubrey. You’re so fucking sexy.”

I smiled against his hip bone, then bit him a little. I started to slip my hand into the waistband of his sweatpants, and he lifted his head off the bed like he was about to sit up. Instead, he grasped my wrist.

“You don’t have to do that. Let me take care of you,” he whispered.

“I want to. Let me make you feel good.”

“Fucking perfect,” he said as he put his head back on the bed.

I leaned forward and kissed him again while my hands continued down further. My hand slipped past the top of his boxers, and I felt him twitch. I wrapped my fingers around him, and it sent a tingle of satisfaction down my body when I realized how thick he was.

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