Page 81 of The Forever Play

“I’m amazing.”

“Yeah, you are.”

I sense the smile in his voice and pop my eyes open to look at him. He’s still moving inside me at a steady pace, but the world seems to go still around us as I gaze up at his beautiful face and am lost in his adoration.

“I love you.” I mouth.I forgive you,my heart softly says. “You’re mine.”

“And you’re mine.” He lowers himself back over me, kissing me slow until I can’t concentrate on anything other than the feel of him moving inside me.

Sucking his shoulder, I snap my eyes closed anddrown in the physical phenomenon I’m experiencing. I forgot how good this feels. The heat pulsing through me is mind-blowing and addictive.

Wrapping my leg around his hip, I dig my heel into his ass and urge him to thrust a little deeper.

He does my bidding, picking up his pace and hammering into me until he’s the only thing to exist in my world.

I can’t breathe, my mouth popping open as another orgasm builds inside me. Like a volcano bubbling away, it suddenly explodes with a burst of pleasure, and I can’t hold in my lusty cries.

Zander groans along with me, his arms starting to shake as he jerks and plunges three more times—fast and deep and powerful.

I gasp and sink my fingers into his taut biceps when he holds himself over me, his back arched, his hips pinning me to the bed. A shudder runs through him as he lets out a groan and empties himself inside me.

I watch him come, loving the look of ecstasy on his face. He’s lost within me, totally consumed by me… and I love him for it.

Splaying my hand over his left pec, I smile at his thundering heartbeat. His chest is still heaving, like he’s just sprinted a hundred meters at the Olympics.

I did that to him.

We did that to each other.

And it feels fucking fantastic!

I can’t help my soft giggle.

His eyes pop open and he gazes down at me, lowering himself to one elbow and lightly tracing my hairline with his finger. “I’ve missed you. I’ve missedyour laugh, your voice, your body. Everything. I’ve missed you so much.”

Tears line my lashes instantly, and I sniffle. “I’ve missed you too.”

Brushing my tears away with his thumb, he kisses me softly, like I’m a fragile bird he wants to protect, before slowly rolling to his side.

I swivel to face him, loving the way he takes my hand and starts playing with my fingers. He wants to say something, I can tell, and I wait him out until he looks at me with a vulnerable frown. “You don’t regret what we just did, do you?”

“No.” I shake my head.

“For a second there, I thought it might not happen.”

I give him a shy smile. “The second you walked back through my door, it was a guarantee. I guess I just got tripped up in the middle there.” I wince. “I wish I hadn’t seen what I saw in your dorm room. I wish…” I sigh, rolling onto my back and staring up at the ceiling. “I wish I hadn’t hated you for so long.”

“Hey.” He snuggles against my side, resting his arm across my belly and kissing my shoulder. “I deserved to be hated.”

“But I wasted so much time and energy on it. And?—”

“And what?” He brushes the tip of his nose up my cheek.

“And I’m sorry I didn’t tell you I was pregnant.” My voice wobbles. “I should have told you about Zoey. Even if it was just an email or something. You had a right to know about your daughter, and I deprived you of that. I told myself it was because you weren’t fit to be a father, but…” My lips press together as I fight another wave of tears. “I think I was just trying to punish you for getting over me so easily.”

“I didn’t get over you.” His voice is quaking as I turn to see the tears in his eyes. “You broke my heart, too, you know? I came back for you, and you weren’t there.” He shuts his eyes, and I quickly catch the one tear that’s broken free.

He’s crying. He’s actually crying.

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