Page 140 of Playbook
“I want to know all of it. Every detail about you. I’m not going anywhere so there’s no rush.”
Some of it is going to be really hard to share, I know that, but I’ll do it for her. Because I understand. I want to know every detail about her too.
“Did I mention I love you? Because I fucking love you.”I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of saying it.
Her mouth curves, and the way my chest tightens I know she feels the same way even before she says it.
“I love you too.” She stares at me a beat and then gets a sassy glint in her eye. “Also not just because I know you can fuck me hard enough to break a bed.”
I lift her up and toss her over my shoulder. My hand automatically goes to her ass, giving it a little smack. “Can and plan to, sweetheart.”
She squeals and giggles as I carry her to my bedroom. I set her down on the floor in front of me but keep my arms circled around her back. She looks up at me with those big green eyes the color of a four-leaf clover. My lucky charm.
Everything in my life is better with her by my side. She peels me out of my shirt, then I lift hers over her head. Her skin is like satin as I run my hands down her shoulders and arms to capture her hands. Threading our fingers together, I drop my forehead to hers and close my eyes. I just want to soak in this moment. She’s here.
She chose me. I can’t even begin to describe what that means to me. A strange sensation, something like contentment, fills my chest.
“Everything okay?” she asks quietly.
“Perfect,” I say, pulling back so she can see my eyes and know that I’m being sincere. “I have never been better.”
“Never?” She cocks a brow and then her hands go to my jeans, fingers working quick to pop the button and unzip me. I’m still in a haze of happiness and bliss as she drops to her knees and her intent finally becomes clear.
Her mouth feels so damn good. Our gazes remain locked as she takesme slowly to the back of her throat then glides back to suck on the tip. She is a fucking goddess. I’m not sure I’ll ever feel worthy, but I’ll never take her for granted.
“I need to be inside you.” I pull her back up to her feet and kiss her while I take off the rest of her clothes.
We tumble onto the bed in a tangled heap, kissing and laughing softly. Her body molds to mine, and I hold her against me like I thought about so many times over the past week. I swear I can breathe easier when she’s around.
When I finally push inside her, we both still, mouths fused together but not moving. My heart races and a jolt of electricity courses through me.
“I love you.” I’m not even sure I’ve said the words out loud until she says them back.
“I love you.” She lifts her hips higher, taking me deeper. Her body quivers and she lets out a soft moan.
I capture all her sexy sounds, swallowing them as I continue to fuck her slowly. Hard but slow, dragging out every sensation with thinly contained control.
“Please,” she whimpers. “I need to come.”
I pull out, then grip my dick and tease her clit, stroking up and down over the sensitive bud until she cries out. I’m barely back inside her before my own orgasm splits through me. She clenches around me and stars dance in my vision.
We cling to each other as we come down from it, bodies shaking and breaths ragged. When I finally manage to shake the fog from my vision, her sweet smile is waiting for me.
“Sweetheart.” The word comes out in a low gravel.
“You were right,” she says. “I have never been better.”
THIRTY-EIGHT
“There she is.” Brogan stands as Sabrina walks through the restaurant to our table.
“Hey. You made it.”
“Sorry I’m late,” she says, taking her crossbody purse off and pulling out the chair across from me. “I still don’t know my way around the city very well. All the one-way streets and…”
She stops, flustered, and takes her seat. Her red hair catches on the sunlight coming through the window. “How are you?”
“Good,” Brogan says. “Did you get everything moved?”
