Page 57 of An Ex Affair

Tully huffed out a humorless laugh. “Yeah, I’ll say. Think we can work through them?”

I pulled her closer, inhaling her perfume and letting my body relax when I felt her familiar curves press against me. Her head tucked perfectly between my pectoral muscles. “Fuck yeah, we can. I believe in us. Always have.”

Her answer was muffled with her mouth pressed against my chest. “That might be the thing I love about you most.”

I kissed the top of her curly head. “Come on. Let’s go home.”

Neither of us wasted much time stripping our clothes off after letting Hayes out to do his business. He whined and lay down in his doggie bed in the corner like a good boy. When Tullyheaded for the love seat, I pulled her back, redirecting her to the bed. She paused, searching my face.

I shrugged. “I don’t want another hamstring cramp.”

Tully eyed the bed where we slept together but had never had sex. “I was leaving that decision up to you. Whenever you’re ready.”

“You’re in my heart, Tully. You might as well be in my bed, don’t you think?”

Tully ran her hands up my chest and laced her fingers behind my neck. “I love you.”

I let the simple words coat every hurt part of me like a balm. Every insecurity that had grown and festered after she left me soaked them in. Every bruise I carried seemed to have her name on it, which meant only she could heal me. My palms landed on her hips and curved around to grab her ass like those curves were made for my hands.

“I love you too.”Always have, my brain tacked on.

I pulled upward and she jumped, her legs coming around my waist. She kissed me, her hands cupping my jaw roughly. She didn’t waste a second grinding herself against me. My woman was thirsty for what only I could give her. I laid her down on the bed and followed her down, sliding inside her heat while she moaned my name into my ear. Her heels dug into my ass, urging me faster, but I wanted to take my sweet time.

“Easy, baby,” I muttered, planting my elbows on either side of her head and looking down. Her cheeks were pink and her lips wet from our kiss. Tully’s eyes fluttered open as I stopped. She opened her mouth to give me hell, but I just smiled. “There you are. I want you looking at me when I fill you. Can you do that?”

Tully licked her lips and nodded. God, I loved it when she was compliant. I loved her sass too, but damn, sometimes a man just needed his woman to be soft and accommodating, especially when he was deep inside her. I pulled almost all the way out,then thrust back in nice and slow before grinding against her flesh. Tully’s eyelids fluttered, but she kept them open.

“You like that, baby?” I pulled back out and did it again, taking my time but giving her what she needed too. Her arms hooked around my neck and held me tight. So tight I could barely move in and out. Tully didn’t seem to mind, she just ground herself against me, taking the pleasure she wanted and needed until she arched upward, moaning my name.

I watched her, loving the way she came apart on my dick, the look in her eyes as she tried to keep her gaze trained on me like I’d asked. The clenching of her muscles and the shiver that wracked her body made me grin like a madman. I took advantage of her arms going limp, pulling back and thrusting back in with hard, fast strokes until I came with a shout. I spilled into her, staying tucked into her warmth as my arms gave out. She let me stay on top of her until the sweat dried on my back.

She finally poked me and I stirred, half asleep. “Can’t breathe, hotshot.”

Reluctantly, I pushed off of her and slid out, staring down at the mess between her legs. She tried to bring her knees up and close her thighs, but I held her open, dragging a finger through my mess and shoving it back inside of her. She gasped and bit her lip.

“I’m determined to make you love this mustache, baby.” I dipped my head and replaced my finger with my tongue, making her gasp and groan all over again. I licked her clean until her fingers dug into my hair and she dug her heels into the bed on another orgasm.

I gave her exactly five seconds to come down before I started playing with her.

“Say you love it.” I flicked her swollen, abused clit with my tongue, making her whole body jolt. “Say it or I don’t stop.”

She huffed, giving my hair a swift, hard yank. “I love your mustache,” she finally admitted.

I grinned, pressing a closed-mouth kiss to her flesh and climbing back up. “Was that so hard?”

She rolled her eyes and I laughed at the sass that came back so quickly. She wiggled her ass backward as we snuggled. I kissed her shoulder and wrapped my arm around her, holding one perfect breast as we caught our breath and drifted into sleep. Fuck, I loved Tully so much I wasn’t sure it was healthy.

But I wasn’t giving her up, no matter what.

CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN

Tully

My phone vibratedon the counter as I poured a to-go cup of coffee. Colson was also headed into work and I wouldn’t see him until Wednesday after his long shift. After the amazing weekend we’d had together, I wasn’t looking forward to being apart. Colson wasn’t feeling the same romancy vibes however. He was glaring at my phone like he wanted to throw it to the ground and smash it under his boot heel.

“What?” I asked, screwing on the travel lid and sneaking a peek at my phone. Ah. It was Joselyn texting me again. I was doing everything I could to make sure Colson knew I was committed to staying in Blueball—committed tohim—but things from our past kept tugging us back into old patterns and fights.

I slid the phone into the back pocket of my work jeans and went up on tiptoes to wrap my arms around his neck. “Hey. I’m not going anywhere.”

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