Page 111 of Promises We Meant to Keep

Kamryn stood up, taking Elia by the hand and leading her back toward her small bedroom. She didn’t look over her shoulder, and Elia didn’t tug or slow down either. As soon as they were inside, Kamryn cringed. Her room was a mess. It had definitely been a rough few weeks. The only advantage was that Greer had been around for a while, and she’d kept everything in the main area spotless while she tried to avoid her own problems.

“Just love me,” Kamryn requested. She pulled Elia in for another kiss, delighting when Elia started running her fingers up and down her back, touching her skin anywhere and everywhere that she could. Elia flicked the clasp on Kamryn’s bra and pulled it down, their tongues still tangled.

Immediately, Elia’s hands were around her front, cupping and massaging and teasing Kamryn’s breasts. Kamryn moaned and she reached for Elia’s shirt. She struggled to find the edge of it, her hands fumbling, especially when Elia bent down slightly and pressed her entire mouth over Kamryn’s left nipple and sucked.

Hissing, Kamryn had to stop everything she’d been trying to do just to concentrate. Being this exhausted and adding sex into the mix was making her entire body come alive. She didn’t have to fight her brain to feel things. She didn’t have to concentrate on anything because she literally couldn’t think about anything else except what was happening right here.

“I can’t think about anything but you,” Kamryn said with a little laugh. “Fuck, this feels so good.”

Elia hummed, but she didn’t move away from Kamryn’s body. She continued to tease until she moved to Kamryn’s other breast, giving it exactly the same treatment. Kamryn stumbled backward and braced herself against the small full-sized bed that the apartment had come with. She fell back, pulling Elia with her.

“Sorry!” Kamryn said.

Shaking her head, Elia stood back up and dragged her blouse over her head, her hair settling around her shoulders and framing her body perfectly. Kamryn could never get enough of looking at this woman. She wanted more every single time.

Elia bent down and pulled down the zipper on her boots, taking them off and tossing them to the side. “I want to taste you.”

For some reason, those words sent a ripple of anticipation and pleasure through Kamryn. Elia had never been lacking in confidence when it came to sex, but this version of her was something else entirely—confident, sexy, but completely in control. And Kamryn was more than ready to let Elia take the reins and guide their night.

Moving her hands to her waist, Kamryn pulled at the snap and zipper before she shuffled the fabric down her legs and onto the floor. She didn’t even bother to watch where they landed, because her eyes were locked on Elia’s face. She wanted to see only Elia in this moment, hear and feel exactly what Elia was hearing and feeling.

Elia stepped in between Kamryn’s thighs, trailing her fingers up and down the tops of her thighs as she stared down between Kamryn’s legs hungrily. That was a look Kamryn could get used to. She loved when Elia looked at her like that, as if she was the entire world, and as if Elia would do anything for her pleasure. And right now, Kamryn was pretty sure that was true.

“El…”

Elia’s lips quirked up at the nickname, and she swiftly moved down and pressed their mouths together. Fire and heat led the kiss, their tongues tangling as the speed increased. Kamryn fell backward, dragging Elia with her as she went.

Cradling Elia between her legs, Kamryn held her there. She loved the skin to skin, the press of Elia’s chest to hers, even ifElia’s bra was still in the way. She’d deal with that later. Elia broke the kiss, breathing heavily. She stared down at Kamryn, a hand pushed into the bed above Kamryn’s head as they looked at each other.

“I love you,” Elia said. “I told you that, and I’m not going to take it back.”

Kamryn’s lips quirked up. “I never doubted your feelings for me.”

Elia faltered at that. “You doubted me?”

“I doubted whether or not we could make this work. But I never doubted that you care for me.”

Humming, Elia bent down and kissed her again. “You’re right. I never doubted what I felt, just the possibilities of hope and what it would be to be loved and to love someone again.”

“Loving someone is the easy part, right?” Kamryn tried to hide her satisfaction at throwing that one back at Elia.

“It’s so easy to love you,” Elia responded, standing back up and taking off her slacks. She nodded toward Kamryn, indicating she wanted Kamryn to move farther onto the bed. Following the direction, Kamryn pulled herself backward. “It’s been much more difficult to love myself.”

“You’re so worthy of it, though. You’re amazing.”

“Kam,” Elia said in a warning. “I know that here.” Elia tapped the side of her head. “It’s a bit harder to make myself remember it when it’s easier to run the other direction.”

“It’s easier in the short term.”

“Once again, the student is wiser than the teacher.” Elia chuckled lightly as she climbed onto the bed, hovering over Kamryn on hands and knees. “It’s a good thing I’m out of lessons for you.”

“Oh, I don’t know about that.” Kamryn couldn’t resist any longer. She traced the curve of Elia’s breast as it pushed againstthe cup of her bra. “I’ve learned plenty from you in these last few months.”

“Have you?”

“Yeah, like don’t turn in my resignation if I’m not ready to fight for it.”

Elia snorted loudly. “Fair.”

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