I’ve fallen.
All I can hope for is that I continue to break down his walls enough for him to really let me in, and maybe after that, with enough time, he could fall for me, too.
I’m about to ask Dean to go faster, to give me more, but as if he can read my mind, he does it without me saying anything. He picks up pace, his hips thrusting in and out of me in a rhythm so perfect another orgasm begins to build.
“Dean.” I moan his name, feeling too many things at once as the building pressure gets even more intense.
“I know,” he responds before taking my nipple in his mouth. “I’m close, too, baby. Let me feel you come around me.”
His demand is all I need. The feeling of his fingers in my hair, his mouth around my nipple, and his dick moving in and out of me at a punishing pace sends me over the edge.
My eyes squeeze shut as my entire body feels like it combusts. I can’t open my eyes as the most intense orgasm ricochets through my body, making my toes curl and my back lift from the mattress.
“Fuck,” Dean growls before pushing himself as deep as he can and emptying himself. His entire body shakes as his body rocks against mine. Our lips meet again as we both ride the waves of the orgasm.
He makes sure that I feel every last bit of the orgasm. Only after my body stills does he pull himself out.
Before our bodies ever joined, I knew I was falling for him without him knowing. It happened slowly instead of all at once. It’s because of the way he let his guard down for me or gave me that smile of his that is so hard to earn. The times I get to see how incredible of a father he is and how he gives Clara the world. Little by little, I was falling for him. It was impossible not to. Now, the way he leans down and kisses me chastely and slowly, even after what we just did, just solidifies my heart is his.
We’re both quiet for a moment as we try to collect our breaths. I’ve never felt something so intense. Everything about what just happened was utterly perfect, and I can only hope we can do it again…and again…and again. I don’t think I could ever get enough of him.
“Sunshine.” He says it so quietly that the only reason I hear it is because the only sound in the room is that of our heavy breathing.
“Yes?” I whisper, my heart racing.
The look in his eyes gives me hope. He looks at me the way I imagine I’m looking at him in this very moment. I stare at him the way you do when you’re in love with someone. When every part of you is theirs to do with as they choose. To cherish, to break, anything.
I’ve never been in love before, but I’d bet everything I am that he looks at me like he’s falling right along with me.
He swallows, the silence between us as I wait for him to answer sending my heart into overdrive. “I want you to be happy. It’s all I fucking want. But please tell me happiness is right here in Sutten. Right here with me and Clara.”
I smile, letting myself release a slow, labored breath. It isn’t a love confession, but I know Dean enough to know how hard it has to be for him to ask me to stay. He doesn’t ask anything of anyone and hates being vulnerable, so his insistence on me staying is all I need to know that I’m not the only one with feelings involved here.
All I’ve ever wanted is to have a family. To feel like I belong. I’ve found that here. I’ve found even more. I never expected Dean and Clara to become my family, but they have. Family doesn’t have to be blood. It can be the people you choose…the people who choose you. I choose them, and I know Dean’s desperate plea for me to stay in Sutten is him choosing me. That’s all I’ve ever wanted or needed. I couldn’t be happier toknow he wants me here with him and Clara as much as I want to be with them.
I grab either side of his face, making sure to meet his eyes so he knows how much I mean my next words. “There’s nowhere else I’d rather be, Dean Livingston. You and Clara make me the happiest I’ve ever been. I’m here as long as you want me.”
He playfully bites at my lip. “How’s forever sound?”
I laugh, letting him pick me up and carry me to the shower. I don’t know if he actually means forever, but I hope he does.
I can’t imagine a better forever than one with Dean and Clara.
44
DEAN
“Daddy, where do babies come from?”Clara asks, nonchalantly stabbing a piece of steak and popping it into her mouth.
My eyes go wide as I try not to spit out the drink of water I’d just taken. The rest of my family smiles at Clara’s question as we enjoy a Saturday night dinner at my parents’ house. My dad coughs as Mom hits his back to help him clear his throat.
I set my cup down, my eyes moving to Liv’s for a moment, who sits directly across from me. Her lips turn up in a radiant grin at the topic Clara’s chosen to ask at family dinner. The question isn’t totally random since Finn and Ashton just announced they’re expecting their fourth child—a baby girl.
I’d suspected Ashton was pregnant just by how often Finn had been out of the office recently. Ashton’s always been really sick with her pregnancies in the beginning, and Finn helps out more with the boys when that happens.
“You going to answer your daughter?” Mom asks, attempting to hide her smile by wiping her face with a napkin.
“Yeah, Daddy. You going to answer me?”