Page 61 of The Forbidden Trio

“Baby. Let me now.”

She released him and he bent to fill his hands with her beautiful breasts, to take one hard pink tip into his mouth. She moaned as he sucked, teased with tongue and teeth. And while he felt a raging need to be inside her, there was none of the frenzy he felt so often with her. There was no need to command himself to calm down, to hold back. This time it was all about the moment. All about what was happening between them.

He lifted his head to meet her glossy gaze. “It’s all about love, baby.”

She smiled, her eyes glazed with need, with her descent into subspace from being tied up. “Yes, Cole. It’s all about love.”

He lifted her and set her on the side of the grand piano, spread her thighs and moved between them as he raised her bound hands over her head. Even holding them there, his fingers gripping the knotted scarf, brought home that sense of her belonging to him, of them belonging to each other, in a sinuous rush of heat and power. “This is part of the poetry between us, Janie. We understand that about each other. About what makes usus. Love you, baby girl,” he murmured as he slipped inside her, his gaze on hers.

Her eyes welled. “Love you, Cole.”

He pressed into her, his hips moving slowly, his body soaking up every sensation—the velvet clutch of her flesh around his. The love in her eyes.

He titled his hips, surging into her, one hand holding her arms over her head, the other buried in her hair. And as they came together, sighing, then crying out, their gazes locked, he saw in her every single thing he’d ever needed to know.

Except one.

When it was over, she wrapped her legs around him, her head against his chest. Lifting her, he moved them onto the floor, and they lay there catching their breath, her head pillowed on his shoulder as he untied her wrists, massaged them, kissed her fingertips one at a time. He began to hum, then to sing to her quietly. Janie’s song. But weren’t they all Janie’s songs?

Your body hears me when I call

Sees me when I cry

Is it reason enough to give Reason enough to try

So lay me down tonight

Say just one prayer

Tell me you’ll be there

Lay me down tonight

She blinked up at him, tears pooling in her green eyes, gathering on her lashes. “It’s so beautiful. And I’ll be there, if you want me to be. Itisreason enough, what we have between us.

It always has been.”

“Janie…” He squeezed her, needing to feel her slender frame against his body, to feel every lush curve and valley. “I want you to be mine.”

“Iam yours. Just like we said. Never anyone else’s.”

“No, I meanreallymine. Forever.”

She lifted her head to look at him. “Cole…?”

“Marry me, Janie. Again. Let’s do it right this time. Let’s make it last.”

She smiled. Beautiful. It almost broke his heart to see it. But no, his heart was singing.

“Only if it’s forever,” she agreed softly.

He gathered her hand in his, pressed her palm over his chest. “Do you feel it, baby? Do you feel how much I mean it? How much I want you in my life?”

“In every heartbeat,” she agreed.

“Forever,” he murmured before he bent to kiss her.

“Forever,” she whispered against his mouth.

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