Page 236 of Come Back to Me

“You promise?”

“I-I do.”

The words have both of us growing still, then in a flurry of action, I snag her and turn her so that she’s sitting on my lap. I don’t stop until my hands are sliding around her throat to cup her head and hold it in place as I draw her mouth to mine.

With a whimper, she dives into the kiss wholeheartedly, and I feel that—the emotions, the love.

It’s different to our first kiss.

That was tentative and exploratory.

This is all in.

I sense the difference and I know that’s because I’m Butch. But I’m also Cody. And she wants both halves of me. Is in the process of forgiving me for the former’s actions while falling for the other.

As my tongue thrusts along hers, she whimpers and scrambles to straddle me.

When she rocks against me, her pussy rubbing my jeans-covered crotch, we both hiss.

Dick straining, I grab her ass cheeks and use them to guide her, urging her to grind into me.

She picks up the rhythm because she was born to ride me.

With her distracted, I tug at her shirt buttons and draw both halves apart.

Though we can buy new clothes, I’d prefer her not to have to leave the hotel looking like a quick lay.

She’s anything but.

I know full well what my father used this apartment for. Still, his sons might have a ton more class, but the staff have long memories.

When she’s ready to wear my ring, she will, and nobody will ever disrespect my wife.

Definitely not people on our payroll.

Tugging a breast over the cup of her bra, I curse as her nipple buds against my palm.

She mewls as I pinch it, then cease kissing her so I can taste it.

As I rake my teeth over the bud, her nails dig into my shoulders, grounding me in a way I didn’t expect.

My eyes were already closed, but I clench them shut as reality bites into me.

I wasn’t scared for her when I was dealing with the bikers, not really. I knew I had the situation under control, but she’s a liability and it could have tipped the balance out of our favor.

If anything had happened to her?—

Fuck.

I can’t lose anyone else.

I just can’t.

She doesn’t even know she got me through losing Ricky and Paulie. Who’d get me through losing HER? Mike? Jesus. I haven’t even fulfilled one of my appointments with him since Tee and I became a thing.

My hands cup her back, fingers spreading wide as I hold her to me, using the savoring of her nipple as an excuse to clamp herin situ. Because that isn’t close enough, I speed shit up—I need to be inside her. Stat.

Unfastening her bra has her shuddering and moaning, hips jerking from side to side, informing me that she’s as ready as I am to move things along.

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