Page 16 of Slow Burn
“Then I go to a wedding and meet this girl and I don’t feel so alone. I get two awesome days with her. A night under the stars. Then I screw it up. And keep screwing it up. Screwing it up with that girl, it hurt worse than losing my wife. That is how I know I didn’t truly love her;becauseour time together felt like nothing compared to the three days I got with that girl.” Now my hands are high on her thighs, thumbs still making lazy circles, my fingertips pressing firmly into her flesh.
Brynn lets out a sound that echoes in the room; its gravely and sexy and I want to hear it on repeat. My thumbs meet between her legs, hovering just over the one place I know she wants those circles to continue. I note her rapid breathing, the way her nipples are visible through my tank top, how her body arches under my touch. Lightly, I let my thumbs press against her again, hard and direct and she moans.Fuck.Fuck, that sound.
Before I can control it, I think I ruin everything. Because my hands hook around her hips, I lift once and she is against me, legs winding around my waist. Her fingers are in my hair, my head is yanked back and her mouth is on mine.
I realize with triumph that it’sherkissingme. I lifted her against me, but it’s her arms circling my neck, her legs going tight around me. Brynn presses her softness against me and that full, sweet mouth is wet and hot against mine and I fucking lose it.
As her mouth claims mine, my fingers work in slow circles between her folds. I can feel how hot she is, how that shudder works its way through her. I want more. I want to see her come apart because of me. As her tongue tangled with mine, those soft sounds making my dick rock hard, I hear it. Brynn is kissing the shit out of me, I’m rubbing her to an orgasm we both want, when one sound brings it all to a stop.
“Amelia.” Brynn whispers against my mouth, her voice flush with shame.
“I got her, baby.” I lick her full, swollen mouth, kissing her once more before I let her go.
I knowit’sover, that we won’t be able to get the moment back. I know that. As I walk down the hall to tend to my daughter, I am grinning like an idiot. I adjust my dick, not caring that it’s aching and won’t get taken care of anytime soon. Because, Brynn gave me plenty of new morsels about herself tonight, but just now, she gave the cherry on top.
Brynn was a total pro at being evasive, walled off. For four months, I ached over the morning that cost me a chance with her. I took what she gave me when the others were around but I always wanted more. Didn’t think I would get it, or evendeservedit, but damn I had wanted it. Four months of wanting something I was certain I could never have again.
Gottasay, I didn’t hate being wrong this time.
“Hey, Princess.” I smile down at the sleepy baby peering up at me from her bassinet.
After making quick work of changing her, something I was still getting the hang of, I scooped her up. Amelia clung to me, snuggling into my chest as I rocked her. I could get used to those cuddles. I took a moment to be with her, to calm myself before I faced Brynn again. My dick got the message the moment I had stepped in here, thankfully. Now I had to get the rest of me on board. Once I did, I made one quiet promise to Amelia.
“I promise to give you everything I can, nugget. No matter what it takes. Including that perfectwomanyou already adore. Whatever it takes, nugget.” I was a man who tried to do the right thing.
By becoming a firefighter as a way to serve my parents. Marrying someone I thought I could make a life with. Being there for my brothers at the firehouse. And taking a tiny baby who had no one and vowing to be someone for her. Vowing to give her whatever she wanted; including the woman who might be able to lie to herself, but who was transparent to me without meaning to be. Brynn wanted more, just like I did. I was going to be sure both my girls got what they wanted.
Even if one of them couldn’t admit what she wanted was us.
