Page 99 of The Chemistry of Us

Both our mouths parted, breathless, riding the high and waiting to fall over the edge.

Together.

He plunged his tongue into my mouth when he felt me throb against him, pulsating long and tight. Muffling my screams.

I was his undoing.

Another groan escaped from deep within his chest as he came so hard and deep inside me.

Both of us tried to catch our breaths.

Our thoughts.

Our emotions.

Until he growled, “I love you, Tru.” Making me feel whole again.

It was only then I finally admitted…

“I love you too, Vaughan.”

It was all he needed to hear except for the sound of my slight moans and gasps as he kissed and devoured every square inch of me.

We hadn’t even closed the door.

It was wide open. Whatever, let them see.

It wasn’t just sex or us making love for the first time after all these years.

It was more than that.

It was coming home.

We were home.

CHAPTER 35

TRU

“It’s for the best, you know,” Sandra said over a martini the next night. “That boy’s nothing but trouble, just like his father. Better you settled down, then have your fun.”

Evil witch.

“Anyway, it’s not like you could have kept him. His father would have never allowed it. He has big dreams for him, and none of them have to do with staining the perfect family name with a glorified orphan he had to take in. Commit too many sins, and you have a lot to cover up.”

I shook away the memory.

I thought she’d been talking about me.

She’d been talking about Vaughan the whole time.

I turned in Van’s arms. We were both still naked. I hadn’t closed the door, and we’d had sex three times in the past eight hours.

He moaned my name in his sleep and constantly reached for me like I was going to disappear. I trailed my finger down his jaw. “You awake?”

“No,” he grumbled. “I’m so tired.”

“You put in a lot of work all day yesterday. Lots of hard time.”

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