Page 155 of Take My Hand

Finally, a small smile whispered across her lips and tears brimmed at her lashes. It was partly the response that I’d wanted, the smile at least, but not the tears.

“Forget I ever said anything.”

Shaking her head, a little grimace of pain on her beautiful face, she leaned in and kissed me softly. It was short and closed lipped, but it was everything, it was my favourite kiss, because of the words that followed it.

“I love you, too.”

“You do?” Gently brushing her hair from her face, I ran a tender finger over the bruise on her left cheekbone, hating that it was there, even though it didn’t take anything away from her beauty.

She nodded, a tear crawling down the side of her face. “Just so you now, I’m only crying because I hurt a lot, not because you’re the most gorgeous man I’ve ever met, and you’ve just made me happier than I realised I could be. I’ve had some shitty boyfriends in my life, including one I told you about. The one who cheated all through our relationship, and well, it made me wary. But you,” she said, shaking her head and smiling. “You’vemade me realise that there are some good boyfriends in this world and you, Will Newman, are the best.”

“You do know we sound like a couple from one of those shitty films that you and Maddy talk about. We sound almost poetic.”

“Those films are great,” she replied with a giggle, swiping at the tear on her face with her plastered hand. “Ow, that hurts.”

“Why have you taken your sling off? That’s supposed to be in it.”

Maya rolled her eyes. “Are you going to be this bossy while I’m staying with you?”

The hairs on my arms stood to attention, excited and happy, but a little scared. I’d never lived with a woman before, not counting Maddy. I could be really shit at it.

“You’re sure?” I asked.

“Yeah, although not so sure what my mum will say about it, plus, you have to double check with Maddy.” She narrowed her eyes on me. “Call her before she gets back from London. She’s back at nine isn’t she? That’s what she messaged me the other day.”

“Yeah, she is.” I grinned, finding it adorable that Maya knew Maddy’s train time because my daughter had messaged her to let her know. “I’ll speak to her when she gets home—she’ll only worry about you all day otherwise.”

“Okay, but if she says no, or even shows a hint that she doesn’t want me staying, then you have to tell me.” She studied me for a few seconds. “I mean it, Will.”

“Okay, I promise.”

At that moment, the door swung open, and Jack, Debra, and Ian walked in with Dr Young.

“Time to go home, love,” Debra said.

Maybe she would argue about her daughter staying with me, maybe she wouldn’t, but one thing was for sure I would be the one caring for Maya for the foreseeable future.

Chapter Fifty-Six

Maddy

Awarm hand landed on my stomach, slowly edging its way into my knickers as lips kissed my neck and along my shoulder.

“You smell all warm and cuddly,” Zak whispered in my ear. “Sexy, warm and cuddly.”

Moving onto my back, I opened my legs, bending one at the knee and then dropping it to the mattress. When he pushed his fingers inside of me, I lifted my hips urging him for more, and so he could take my knickers off.

“What do you want to do today?” he asked in between kisses and nips, as his fingers stroked my inner muscles. “Anything at all and I’ll make sure it happens.”

When his thumb rubbed against my clit, my back shot up, like my spinal cord had been replaced with a live electric cable. His fingers moved in and out slowly and leisurely, as his mouth went to my nipple, flicking his tongue in time. I felt the wave starting in the pit of my stomach, swelling slowly like waves lapping on the shore.

Reaching for Zak’s dick, I wrapped my hand around him and started to pump. It was hard to keep the rhythm while I was concentrating on my own orgasm that was getting bigger with each second.

Picking up on my attention being disturbed, he chuckled against my skin. “I can wait, babe.”

When I looked down at his flat stomach with the thin line of hair disappearing inside his boxer briefs, I licked my lips. He was gorgeous and sexy, and he was my boyfriend, and now excitement mixed with the intense ring of pleasure deep in the pit of my stomach.

“Do we have any condoms left?” I asked.

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