Page 105 of When Morning Comes Around

He slid his hand down her side, over her hip, her thigh, then he hooked it behind her knee and lifted her leg. She was wide open to him. He held her gaze as he pushed inside her. She was wet and ready, but he was so big that she felt the sting.

He moved slowly, and a bead of sweat appeared on his brow. “You okay?”

She nodded, unable to form words. Grateful that he was finally there. She gasped as he thrust his hips, filling her, stretching her. Her inner muscles fluttered around him, and he groaned.

“You’re perfect.”

She ran her hand over his hair. “I don’t know about that, but I’d say that we’re the perfect fit.”

He smiled. “Like a jigsaw. We fit together and make the picture complete.”

“Aww! Are you going to talk sweet nonsense to me all night or are we going to do this?”

He chuckled. “I was just buying myself some time. This is going to be fast.”

“Have at it. I already got more than I bargained for.” She lifted her hips, and his eyes closed. She opened her mouth to speak again, but all the air left her lungs when he pulled back and then thrust deep and hard.

She grasped at his shoulders, seeking something to hold onto as he filled her over and over again. Every slide of his hard length inside her sent waves of pleasure crashing through her body. She hadn’t expected to come again. She’d thought that this would be for him. But sweet lord above! He was carrying her higher and higher, and instead of him worrying about it being over too quickly, she was the one trying to hold back.

“Dom!” she gasped.

He planted his hands on either side of her head and arched his back. “Yeah?”

She nodded rapidly. “Yes! Oh my god, yes!”

He sent her flying away again. After one, two, three more thrusts, he held deep and let go. His release carried her higher, and she grasped at his ass, holding him deep. They soared away together. Their bodies gave each other all they had, and in her mind, she could see her heart reaching out and joining with his.

When he finally slumped down over her, she wrapped her arms around his back as they recovered. He turned his head and pressed a kiss to her neck, sending an aftershock rippling through her, which made him shudder, too.

“I love you, Sadie.”

“I love you right back.”

“Do you want to be mine?”

She reached up and ran her hand down his cheek. “I already am.”

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When Dom opened his eyes, it took him a moment to figure out where he was. He wasn’t looking up at the ceiling in his bedroom at Damon’s house. He … he relaxed when it came back to him. He was in his new place.

And the heavy warmth on his chest – that was Sadie. He curled his arms around her, but she didn’t stir. He inhaled deeply and blew it out slowly. He felt as though they were there now. They still had things they needed to know about each other. Still needed to get used to each other’s ways, figure out how to be together in the every day, but he knew that they’d get there.

They’d had a long, slow run up, but last night had proved to him that they were right for each other. It wasn’t so much the sex – he smiled to himself as he thoughtthe act itself– it was more about the intimacy. The ability, and the desire to open up to each other, emotionally and physically. She’d trusted him with her body – he’d trusted her with his.

He hadn’t had sex with anyone since Polly, and that wasn’t for lack of opportunity or offers. Some women, just like some men, were only interested in looks, and physical attributes. He’d never wanted to share his body with someone he wouldn’t open his heart to. And until Sadie, he’d thought that his heart would always belong to Polly. He didn’t even feel disloyal anymore. Something had shifted inside him. He still loved his memories of Polly, but she was gone. He was still here, and now Sadie was the one who was here with him. It dawned on him that what had shifted was his loyalty. He waited, but there was no sadness or guilt. It was right, it was as it should be. He loved them both, but Polly was now the woman in his past – and Sadie was the woman in his life.

He turned his head to look out at the lake. He loved that about this house – that he could see the lake right from his bed. He’d known that Summer Lake would be good to him when he first came. He hadn’t known it would be this good, though.

Sadie stirred and he ran his hand over her hair. “You awake?”

“Maybe,” she mumbled.

He chuckled. “Sleep some more if you want.”

She tightened her arm around his waist. “Not sleep, just lie here and enjoy this.”

He kissed her forehead, happy to do just that.

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