Page 129 of Every Broken Promise
Astrid shifted her hips, trying to get me to sink my finger deeper despite the restriction of her jeans.
“I wish you had,” she admitted breathlessly. “Sometimes I would be awake and pretend to be sleeping, and grind my ass against you just to see what you would do.”
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
Idiots. We’ve been idiots.
I kissed her again while we finished shedding the rest of our clothes. Once we were both naked, Astrid gave me a flirty smile, and then she turned around and got on her hands and knees for me.
“Fuck,” I groaned.
Her pussy was on display for me. I could see just how she reacted to me. How wet she got for me.
“Did you fantasize about being taken from behind, beautiful?” I growled as I entered her in a quick thrust. “Because I did.”
She could have said yes, or some other word, but I couldn’t hear a thing. All I could focus on was the way her pussy gripped me. The wetness that coated my dick. How my hands gripped her hips, knowing my fingertips would leave an imprint and she loved every fucking bit. “You feel so fucking good, baby.”
“Ty,” she whined. “Don’t stop.”
My answer was to fuck her harder. It took seconds, and she came, taking me right with her. Her knees gave out, and she landed on the pillows.
It took a few seconds for us to regain our breaths. She turned to look at me, her eyes glossy and soft.
“I love you,” I told her, and her smiling answer was everything.
FORTY-FIVE
Wakingup in Ty’s arms was everything. It was peaceful and made me feel complete in a way that soothed my soul.
Tyler Kane loved me.
He loved me, and saying it made me feel like I was sixteen all over again. It was such a giddy feeling that reminded me of my youth.
The feeling was there when we were children, but now it had become more—it had become everything.
“Morning, beautiful.” Ty’s arm around my waist became tighter, pulling me deeper into him. His sleepy voice next to my ear caused a shiver to go down my spine. I could feel his smile pressed against my nape. “Breakfast, or do you want to go wait for Rach?”
The anxiety I felt yesterday wasn’t there anymore. I no longer felt that hollow feeling in the pit of my stomach either. Tyler was there, an unwavering force giving me strength.
When I arrived back home, the feelings he evoked scared me, and they made me angry because it wasn’t fair how easy it was to have my heart wanting to trust him again.
“Can we go wait? I bet she’s going to be exhausted after all of that. Might as well see her now so she can rest later.”
We moved in tandem as we both got ready for the day that awaited us. Again, I marveled at how easy it was for us to work together—to coexist. We had established a pattern that didn’t go away with time.
When we made it out of Ty’s room, I thought we would go back outside through the back door, and I began to panic when he led us upstairs and toward the kitchen.
I could hear someone moving around—correction, I could hear Mr. Kane moving around in the kitchen.
I don’t even know why I was panicking. The man was aware that I had spent the night here already, but now that there was more between me and his son it just made the whole thing a bit different.
Was I being dumb?
Most definitely, but a girl had to have some delusion it was charming.
“We’re heading out, Dad,” Ty said as we came into view.
Mr. Kane was leaning against the kitchen counter with a coffee mug to his lips, but that did nothing to hide the shit-eating grin on his face.
