Page 63 of When You Saved Me

Tender.

Loving.

They were the parts he kept most hidden and yet, here they were. On full display. Just for me.

Large hands ran up and down my back as I opened for him, finding that need down deep in my core as I started to rock against him.

“I want you, Deacon. I need to feel you inside of me. Please.” My lips quivered on a shaking breath that matched his. Where I felt my entire soul call to him, I knew he was there waiting to answer. I could see it in his eyes. The readiness to open up to me. To fully let me in.

He pulled back only until there was enough room for him to slip his hand between us and guide the tip of his length tomy entrance. Deacon groaned in pleasure as I slowly swirled my hips, his cock thickening even more as I slid myself down his shaft.

“You feel so good,” I moaned, collapsing forward as his arms snaked around my waist. It took a moment to adjust to the fullness of him. Grasping the base of my neck, he pulled down until he was buried so damn deep, I started to see stars.

“You’re mine,” he whispered against the cuff of my ear before he settled his face into the crook of my neck and started grazing his teeth and lips along every inch of my sensitive skin.

I leaned backward, feeling him tense inside of me. “Say that again.” Emotion lodged in my throat.

Taking his fingers to my forehead, he swept a long tendril of my hair to the side before lining my bottom lip with the edge of his thumb. When his pine green irises flicked back to meet mine, he brought our foreheads together, lips only a breath apart. “You’re mine, Charlie.”

Closing my eyes tightly, I let his words sink in deep, all the way to the depths of my soul. Then I kissed him so hard our teeth nearly clinked together. He buried his hands into my hair as I rolled myself against him. The feel of his thick cock inside of me while I ground my clit against his pelvic bone had me spiraling.

To be this connected to him, to feel this close… Heat started burning the back of my eyes as our movements became one. Where I rolled forward, he met me with the exact friction I needed.

“You’re so beautiful, baby girl. You take my breath away.” His lips moved against the crook of my neck as he sent a trail of kisses down the side of my arm.

I don’t want this to end. I don’t want things to go back to the way they were. I don’t want to ever be without you.

All the things I wanted to say to him died on the tip of my tongue. I felt too good in his embrace to let my fears take hold, even if they were making themselves known with great force.

I wanted this moment with him. Even if it was the very last one I ever got, it would be worth whatever pain came next.

I pressed a kiss to the side of his cheek and whispered, “Don’t ever stop showing this part of yourself, Deacon. Please, don’t ever stop.” His kindness, gentleness and openness. It blew me away and I only hoped more people could see what laid behind the walls he’d built so thick.

He stopped moving for a moment and looked at me.Reallylooked at me. I held his gaze, and I could see he knew exactly what I meant. That he was safe with me. He’d taken a chance, opened himself up and I was here. In complete awe of the man he kept so securely hidden.

“You’re amazing.” I brushed my fingertips along the side of his face.

Like a damn bursting free, Deacon unleashed himself on me and I finally felt the full force of what it was like to be in his presence.

Capturing my lips with his, he kissed me so deeply, so profoundly, I knew I’d never be the same. It felt like he wassaving my life all over again. I was bound to him. Breathless and aching we moved together, tangled in one another’s embrace until there was no part of us that was separated. We’d become one and as we found the release our bodies needed; a single tear trekked down my face.

I’d given every single piece of myself to him and all I could do was hope he would want to keep them.

Chapter 22

Deacon

Hot liquid ran down my throat, warming my insides from the frigid cold that didn’t seem to want to leave Pebble Brook Falls. Or maybe it was just Charlie’s absence that drove my bones to feeling frozen. I’d become selfish, not wanting her to leave my side even though we’d been in the same house for a few weeks now.

Charlie Banks had become the candlelight in my darkness, warding off the shadows of my past with just a simple smile. Helping me find laughter again. God, I couldn’t remember that last time I’d laughed this much. It had to have been years–before my time as a firefighter and maybe even before the war.

The way we connected last night had changed everything. This was no longer a quick fling that would end as soon as she was able to go back to the tiny cabin.

I wanted her.

Ineededher.

And I’d never needed anything in my entire life. I’d always been a simple man, content with having very little. I preferred my alone time in the quiet, but ever since she burst into my life, I’d found everythingbefore herdull and tiresome.

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