Page 43 of Chasing the Wild
She met my gaze, and I saw everything there—love and trust and desire and the beginning of forever.
"I love you," I said as I pushed inside.
The feeling of being inside her again after three weeks of hell was almost overwhelming. She was tight and hot and perfect, her body welcoming me home.
"I love you too," she gasped, wrapping her legs around my waist and pulling me deeper. "God, Sam, I missed this. Missed you."
"Missed you too, baby. Every fucking second." I started moving, slow and deep like I'd promised. "Thought about this every night. About being inside you. About hearing you say my name. About making you mine all over again."
"I'm yours," she moaned. "Always yours. Only yours."
The words made something fierce and possessive surge through me. I gripped her hip with one hand, angling her exactly where I wanted her, and started moving with more purpose.
"That's right. You're mine now. My woman. My partner. My everything." Each word was punctuated with a deep thrust that made her gasp. "And I'm never letting you go again."
"Don't want you to let me go," she said, her nails digging into my back. "Want you to keep me forever."
"Forever." I leaned down to kiss her, swallowing her moans. "Gonna marry you, Jess. Gonna put my ring on your finger and my baby in your belly and make sure the whole world knows you're mine."
She clenched around me at that, and I groaned.
"You like that? Like the idea of being mine body and soul?"
"Yes," she gasped. "Want all of it. Want your ring, your baby, your life. Want everything with you."
"You're getting everything." I could feel her getting close, feel her body starting to tighten around me. "Gonna give you everything you want, baby. Starting with making you come on my cock while I tell you how much I love you."
My hand slid between us, finding her clit, and she cried out.
"I love you," I said, circling that sensitive bundle of nerves. "I love your strength and your stubbornness and your brilliant mind. I love how you argued with me in that parking lot. How you refused to give up even when you were terrified."
"I'm close."
"I love how you led those lawyers through a blizzard. How you survived being lost on my mountain. How you came back even when you were scared I'd reject you."
"Please."
"I love everything about you, Jess Madison. And I'm going to spend the rest of my life proving it. Now come for me. Come for the man who loves you more than anything in this world."
She shattered with a cry, her whole body convulsing around me, and the sight and feel of her pleasure pushed me over the edge. I buried myself deep and let go, filling her with everything I had, marking her in the most primitive way possible.
"Mine," I groaned. "You're mine, and I'm yours, and we're never being apart again."
"Never," she agreed, still shaking with aftershocks. "Together. Always together."
I collapsed beside her, immediately pulling her into my arms, keeping us connected. Her head rested on my chest, her hand over my heart, and for the first time in three weeks, I felt like I could breathe.
"I can't believe you're really here," I said into her hair. "I keep thinking I'm going to wake up and you'll be gone."
"I'm really here." She pressed a kiss to my chest. "And I'm not going anywhere. Ever."
"Tell me how it happened. How you went from partnership track to driving across the country."
She told me everything—the panic attack in the client meeting, the realization that she couldn't keep drowning, themethodical way she'd planned her escape. The resignation letter and Belinda's fury and the week of logistics and preparation.
"I didn't do it impulsively," she said. "I know that's important to you. I made a plan. I researched. I set up a business that can support me. I'm not expecting you to take care of me. I'm taking care of myself. I just want you to be part of the life I'm building."
"I want to be part of it." I stroked her hair, still hardly believing she was real. "But I need to know you won't regret it. Won't wake up in six months and realize you miss your career."
