Page 60 of Under His Embrace

“I have spent too many years missing you.”

“I hated every second of them.” She shoved at my pants next.

“I don’t ever want to lose you again.”

She tripped over her panties as she shoved them off. With every step we took in this rushed, fumbling dance, we kissed and stripped.

I pushed her to the bed, feasting my eyes on the sight of my one true love lying there for me.

“Tell me right now, Chloe, if I’m good enough for you to stay. If I’m worthy of your love.”

She nodded, staring me in the eye and bewitching me. “I have never stopped loving you. Even when I ran.” She slid her legs wider apart. “I love you, and you have always been worthy of my love.”

I got it now. I saw in the depth of her soulful gaze that she believed it. That she meant it. But she also had a big enough heart and a smart, level head to know that running when she was pregnant was the best way to make sure he lived. That our son survived. That our love would carry on in him.

“Can you forgive me?” she asked, begging in a shy, hopeful tone.

I knelt down, then hovered over her. As I kissed her hard, bracing my weight on my forearm, I angled my dick to her and lined up to drive home.

“Yes, Chloe.” I slammed all the way into her tight, wet heat. “I forgive you.” I pulled out and pushed in fully once more. “I loveyou.” Again, I tortured her tight pussy. “And I will never, ever give up on you.”

She moaned, arching up into me to match me thrust for thrust. “And I will never give up on us.”

“No matter what,” I growled between kisses as I slammed into her faster and faster.

“No matter…” She gasped, already so close to coming. “No matter what.”

I kissed her, stealing her breath and muffling her loud cries as she came. Squeezing me tight, she wrapped her legs around my waist and clung to me as though she couldn’t bear a single inch of a gap between us.

“I love you,” I told her as she caught her breath from her first orgasm. Tonight called for a celebration. Of no more lies. Of coming together, of promising not to let anything stand in the way of our future again.

“I love you so much,” she replied, breathing raggedly.

I pulled out and turned her onto her hands and knees, taking her from behind as I chased my release, determined to fuck this logic into her.

She and I belonged together. For good. And I spent all night proving how right it felt to surrender to each other.

26

CHLOE

Ilost track of the orgasms Franco gave me. Over and over, he pounded into me. As soon as we came and cleaned up, he’d start again. With our hands and mouths, we revved each other up in foreplay. He knew what I liked, and I remembered what he enjoyed.

That was the beauty of reuniting with a former love.

Not former. Current. And forever love. I hope.

It didn’t help that we shared all these lasting vows and sentiments in the heat of the moment. With the haze of lust and the deep addiction of desire ruling us as we came together again and again all night long, we weren’t thinking or speaking clearly. At least I wasn’t. He had me so sated and needy, back and forth, that I barely knew my name.

At last, when we both seemed ready to pass out for the rest of the night, we lay on our sides. Facing each other and staring into each other’s familiar eyes, we let the mood shift. Gone was the frantic hunger to fuck the night away. Now was the time to calm down and talk.

“Was he an easy baby?” he asked.

I loved that he wanted to know it all.

“Yes and no. His birth was.”

He sighed, frowning. “But you didn’t even have medical care. That was risky as hell, wasn’t it? I see all the appointments and such that Nina goes through and it seems like a lot.”

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