Page 107 of Unbreakable Love

And then he bent. He slammed his way fully inside, kissed away my cry, and then the man moved.

I arched my back, rolled my hips. We worked together, in tandem, to find that perfect rhythm. Our tongues tangled together.

He swallowed my cries and grunted his own excitement, and then I was there, thighs stretched and burning. A furious heat rose in my belly, spreading to my limbs. My core pulsed around him, and I yanked my mouth off his as my orgasm hit.

“Gavin!”

I cried and dug my nails into his lower back.

He picked up his pace as I came. I shattered beneath him while he sought his own release and just as my climax crested, his own hit.

He slammed into me, the force making me flinch and spin into a beautiful vortex where there was only him and me and the new love growing between us.

“I love you,” he moaned as he came, thrusting into me and seating himself so deep I’d feel him just like this for months to come in my mind’s memory.

I kissed the hinge of his jaw, his cheek. He turned and gave me his mouth, and our kiss went from fervent to slow and sweet as our hearts raced and the last remaining twinges of the pleasure he pulled from me dissipated.

“That was incredible,” I finally whispered. “So good.”

Gavin chuckled, kissed my shoulder, my jaw, and then the tip of my nose before he hugged me tight and rolled so I was above him.

“We’ll have a very long time ahead together to perfect.”

I didn’t think it could get much better than that. But knowing Gavin, he’d ensure he made it so.

“I want that,” I said right back with a hopeful smile on my face.

“Then that’s exactly what I’ll give you.”

I didn’t doubt him for a second.

EPILOGUE

PENNY

“Josie!” I cried out down the hall. “Are you ready to go yet?”

Next to me, Gavin leaned in and kissed my cheek. “She’s been so excited all week. I can’t believe she’s taking so long.”

“I’m here!” Josie called back and then she jumped into the hall, startling Gavin and me. “Ta-da! What do you think!?”

She flung out her arms and jumped in a circle. Behind me, Gavin hid his laughter in my neck. I fought against my own.

“You are a vision,” I declared. She most definitely was in her pink and red and purple striped leggings. On top, she had a red and purple knee-length dress that she’d covered with taped on white flowers. Gavin had braided her last night, so they were loose and slept in, but there were two pink bows tied into the ends. She was dressed to celebrate Valentine’s Day at school, where we were spending the day having one giant, school-wide party, and her outfit would have been perfect as is, but then she’d gone and somehow found a red headband with two hearts that stuck up from the top of it, on springs, so every time she moved, they bobbled right along with her. Topped off with her purple snow boots and a pair of pink, heart-shaped sunglasses, the girl was ready.

“You look great,” Gavin said and then bent down to scoop her up. “I love having you for a Valentine.”

She wiggled out of his hold until he set her on her feet. “I can’t be your Valentine, Daddy.”

“Why not? Did someone else ask you? Who? Tell me his name because this boy and I need to have a talk.”

She giggled behind her hand, headband hearts and braids flopping every which way. “No, silly! Penny’s your Valentine.”

“Ahh. That she is.” He shot me a look that was full of heat and memories of our early morning, private Valentine’s celebration before turning back to his daughter. “Then I’m a lucky man because I get to have two.”

“I guess,” Josie agreed, but she didn’t sound quite so certain at the idea.

“All right, you two, Josie and I need to get to school to finish decorating.”

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