Page 42 of Connected By Love
My body obeys as I explode around him, and a million bursts of sensations come at me all at once. Crying out his name, he slams me down on him one last time before spillinginto me with a shout. Our bodies pulse together as our orgasms rip through us, leaving us panting and weak.
He leans forward, resting his forehead on my back as we catch our breath. “Stay with me tonight.” His words linger in the air around us. Both of us know we are in too deep now to pretend otherwise. My heart squeezes tightly in my chest at the fear of the unknown and what this man could do to me if he chooses not to let me in all the way.
“I’ll stay,” I find myself saying, unable to deny this man anything. His hands run up and down my arms, lightly caressing me before lacing our fingers together.
“I wasn’t asking.” I feel him grin against my back. “Just try and leave. I know your defense moves now, and I’m better prepared.”
“Lucky for you, I want to stay and have no intention of kneeing you between the legs again. I have a use for you now and would only be denying myself pleasure if I were to injure you there.” I grin as he chuckles against my back.
“What am I going to do with you, wildcat?”
“For starters, let’s get in that big shower of yours so I can wash my hair and rinse off. After that, I’m sure you can think of something to do with me.”
Groaning against me, his teeth graze my skin before biting softly. “I can think of a million things I want to do with you. Get that fine ass in the shower now so we can start.” Grinning, I get up quickly. He doesn’t have to ask me twice.
I snugglein deeper under the covers, my back against him as he hugs me from behind. My body is sore and completely satisfied from him showing me exactly what he could do with me in the shower and once more in bed.
“What time does Max get up?” I grab my phone off the nightstand to open my alarm.
“Six-thirty. I’m going to be dead tomorrow. You wore me out,” his voice is muffled in my neck.
Giggling, I set the alarm. “I’ll set it for six then so I can leave before he wakes up.” I put the phone back and scoot back closer to him.
“Wiggle that ass against me once more, and you won’t be able to walk tomorrow.”
“Oh, I can definitely handle it, but I do need to get sleep, or the kids will eat me alive tomorrow.”
“I could get used to this,” he says sleepily.
“Me too,” I whisper before we both fall into a deep sleep.
Travis
Don’t make plans for Friday.
I grinat the text that just came through. I’m having brunch with the girls at Emma’s. Noah and Maverick went surfing, so we decided to get together and drink mimosas. This past week, I haven’t found myself leaving on days when I watch Max. We grilled steaks on Wednesday, and after Max went to bed, he showed me all the reasons why I shouldn’t leave. Friday, we ended up ordering pizza and watching Finding Nemo. I always make sure to leave before Max wakes up, but for now, the nights are ours.
We still haven’t shown affection in front of Max. Right now, he just thinks it’s cool that his teacher is his babysitter and eats dinner with him. I know Travis isn’t ready yet, and I want to respect that.
Sophia
I’m free on Friday. What did you have in mind?
Travis
Ryder wants to take Max to a car show on Saturday morning, so he’s picking him up from school on Friday, which means I have you for a full twenty-four hours, all to myself. I’ll pick you up on my bike, and I thought we could eat dinner before going for a ride up the coast.
Excitement weaves its way in at the thought of being on his bike again and having him all to myself for hours.
Sophia
Sounds perfect. I can’t wait.
Travis
When we get back to my house, I have something I’ve been wanting to do since I first met you.
Heat burns through my body as I try to figure out what it could be.
