Page 134 of Hold Me Until Morning

Groaning with the praise, with the glow, I swallowed him deeper.

The vibration rolled through us both.

That was all it took and Cody exploded.

A shout wrenched from his mouth. Far too loud. Banging from the walls and plundering the night.

It plucked the pleasure out of me, too.

An orgasm ripped through my body as he poured and pulsed in my mouth. His hands clung to my face as I whimpered and he groaned, the two of us gone as I gulped him down.

Flying.

Soaring.

My head spun with a dizziness that I felt all the way down to my soul.

In places that were forbidden.

It didn’t matter because I knew he was already there.

We both slowed and stilled, our breaths panted, the energy a slow crackle that pulled through the air.

Cody’s hands were still framing my face when he pulled out of my mouth, and I reached up and swiped the back of my hand over my lips.

Then I smiled his way, feeling as smug as he could be. “It seems to me someone else needed to be gagged. I think you woke the neighbors.”

His chuckle was low. “I’d apologize but I wouldn’t mean it.”

I gazed up at him, feeling a brittle place inside me crack. “Don’t apologize, Cody. Not when I’ve wanted to see you like this for half my life.”

Every molecule in his being went tender. “I won’t. Won’t apologize for the way you make me feel. Won’t deny it any longer.”

Without giving me warning, he scooped me up and carried me into my bathroom and perched me on the sink. He kept tossing wayward grins at me as he warmed a cloth under the sink and swiped it across my lips.

“This fucking mouth, Shortcake.”

Shifting, he gently pressed the heated cloth between my perfectly sore thighs. “This body.”

He leaned in and pressed a kiss to my temple, whispering there, “This mind.”

Then he splayed a massive palm over the thunder ravaging my chest. “This heart.”

Don’t fall.

Don’t fall.

I silently chanted it like a prayer.

A fleeting one.

“Knew you were something so fuckin’ special, Hailey. Knew it all along. Wish I could be that way for you. Perfect and good and right.”

He scooped me back up, my legs around his thighs and my arms laced to his neck. Our naked flesh pressed flush to the other, an aching burn that simmered with something bigger than it should be.

He carried me to my bed and laid me down in the middle. I could see the battle wage in his mind as he hesitated at the side.

I reached for him because I couldn’t bear to let him go.

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