Page 106 of Come Fly with Me

I smile, leaning in and brushing my lips against hers. “I need you, Taylor,” I whisper back. “So fucking much.”

“Yeah?”

I laugh, flipping her quickly so she lies beneath me. “Yes!” I shout, my hands moving to the button of her jeans now.

Taylor laughs as we rip the rest of our clothes off so we’re both naked and lying skin-to-skin, my body covering hers.

“Fuck, I’ve missed you,” I whisper, my mouth against hers.

“I’ve missed you,” she murmurs, her back arching, her legs widening in invitation.

I fall between them, sliding inside her as we both let out a low groan. My mouth finds hers again as my hips start to move, our bodies falling into a perfect rhythm, as though we’ve never been apart, as though we were always meant to be together like this.

“Jake,” she murmurs, her legs wrapping around my waist, her nails digging into my back.

I don’t need any more encouragement, though, kissing a path down her neck as I move against her, with her, our bodies grinding together as my hand slips between us, to where we’re joined.

“Oh god,” she moans as soon as I start to touch her. “Oh god, yes.”

I smile against her skin, sucking and licking her neck as I continue to move, pushing us both closer and closer to the edge until she’s begging me for more, her nails digging into my skin and marking me as she calls out my name, arching beneath me and finally finding her release.

It’s enough to push me over the edge too, as I thrust against her, pushing in deep as I let go and come hard, collapsing against her in total and utter bliss.

When we both eventually come down from the high, I lift my head, cupping her face in one hand. “Does this mean we are officially back together again?” I ask, giving her a cheeky smile.

Taylor laughs, smacking me on the arse. “Well…” she says, teasingly. I pinch her side, laughing as she squirms beneath me. “Yes, yes, okay, it means we’re back together!”

“Good,” I say, giving her a hard kiss. “And just so you know,” I add, kissing her again. “I’m never letting you go.”

“No?” she asks.

“No,” I whisper, kissing the end of her nose. “I love you, Taylor,” I add, watching as her eyes widen in shock. “So fucking much.”

“Jake,” she whimpers, her nails digging into my back again.

I smile, brushing my fingers against her cheek. “I know that scares you,” I say. “I know letting someone in, giving them your heart and trusting them to take care of it, take care of you, scares the hell out of you, but please believe me, Taylor, when I say I won’t ever hurt you.”

“Jake, I…”

“I mean it,” I add, cutting her off. “I love you so fucking much and I…”

“Jake,” she says, forcefully now.

“What?” I ask, pulling back a little.

Taylor smiles, her eyes filled with happiness as she looks up at me and says, “I love you too, dumbass.”

Now it’s me smiling back at her. “Well, it’s about damn time,” I say before lowering my mouth to hers again.

“What are we going to do about work?” she asks, her words lost in our kisses.

“What about work?” I ask, sucking on her bottom lip.

Taylor slips a hand between us, flattening her palm on my chest as she gently eases me back a little. “About flying and trying to find a way to be together when we’re both working such crazy routes all the time.”

I shrug. “Let’s talk to scheduling about it,” I say, leaning down to suck on her neck. “Explain to them what’s going on and ask if they can get us flying together.”

Taylor groans as I nibble and suck on her skin, her body pushing into mine as she arches beneath me. “You know it won’t always work out,” she moans, breathless. “Sometimes we’ll be apart and…”

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