Page 109 of Jagged Line Paradise

We groan in unison and the sound resonates in this pure, perfect paradise we’ve created together. I know right now that I don’t care where we end up. As long as he and I are together, as long as we can talk and touch and kiss, we’re in paradise.

I give my hands another tug and my left hand slips free just as he lifts his hips and pounds into me from beneath. I let my fingers fall to his hair and tangle within the raven-black strands. The softness of his locks takes me back to the first night we touched—he feels the same now as he did then, and everything is just so right. It fuels the emotions that already run rampant inside me and amplifies them, making everything feel bigger, more intense, significantly more important.

I lean into him, letting him continue his assault of lips and teeth and tongue across my breasts as I rock my hips. Looking down at him, I whisper, “I love you. God, Andrés, I love you.”

His hips jerk upward, encouraging me to move faster. “Te amo, te amo por siempre.”

I loveyou, I love you forever.

“Yes!”

It’s his words that rush me to the edge—his words and the way he says them with such rawness. More than that, I can feel his words in the way he holds me, with his hands running over my back, touching me with tenderness that balances all the roughness from before. The way he gives me control to angle my hips just perfectly sets my entire body on fire. My clit throbs as it rubs over his skin, as his cock fills me completely.

“Don’t stop,” I breathe as he flicks his tongue across my nipple. I rock harder, faster, grinding with him buried deep inside me. With a small tug, my right hand wiggles free from the seatbelt strap and my hands fall to grip his shoulders. “Hold still.” My eyes press shut. “Hold still, right there.”

“Fuck!Mi amor. Luz de mi vida.”

His hand strokes over my hair and down the back of my head. He holds me as I thrust my hips forward and back, faster and faster.

“Yes! Yes, yes, yes. Andrés, please.”

He wasn’t lying before. The orgasm he triggers is nothing short of soul-shattering. It comes from somewhere deep within me, deeper than my womb, beyond my heart, straight from my soul.

My body tenses and stills as my orgasm takes hold, rippling out from my core, though I don’t really feel it there at first. I feel it first in my mind, like stuttering through a memory, that momentary feeling of non-existence. It’s like that moment when you walk into a room and realize you’re there, but don’t remember why and just feel frozen in time for a few seconds. That’s how it starts. But then comes that brilliant relief as the memory returns and you know exactly why you’re there.

I know exactlywhy I’m here.

My mind shatters like ice cracking across a frozen pond. It breaks and it’s like a tsunami of sensation flooding my veins, punching through me, and taking hold. I’m only vaguely aware of his movements beneath me, of his groaning, of the way he swells inside me as I come hard, just like he promised. I know I’m making sound, screaming or moaning or something—I don’t know, and I can’t control it.

It’s the most spectacular release from my mind, my heart, my soul, my pain.

How long hasit lasted?

It feels like it goes on forever and I wonder if a feeling this strong could break my body. I know that’s ridiculous, and it makes me throw my head back and laugh. The laugh drops into a relief-fueled sob. I start crying and I can’t help it.

Andrés clamps his palm over my mouth and keeps it there, gripping my cheek with his fingertips. He flips us, dropping me down onto my back on the seat. I spread my legs for him, tears still streaming down my cheeks as he fucks me, pounding into me hard and fast as his own orgasm crests. He roars through his climax, leaning harshly down on his hand, which is still clamped over my mouth. He spills inside me with a final thrust, and I watch him as he pants, as his head drops, as he slowly loosens his fingers and peels his hand away from my face.

“Sunshine,” he says, looking down at me, his eyes filled with concern.

I’m crying, but I’m happy.

I’m okay.

I’m more than okay, I feel…free.

I can’t help the sobs as they burst from my chest, but I manage to tell him, “I’m good, I’m fine. I’m okay.”

He bends and feeds me his love with a perfectly passionate kiss. His palms hold my cheeks affectionately as he pulls back to look at me.

“I’m completely fucking in love with you, Avalon.”

I smile through the next jolt of tears, and thankfully, a laugh follows it. “You’re everything. You’re my whole world.” I take a deep breath to steady myself. “And you can’t stay here in Sunrise Valley.”

His eyebrows snap, slanting down toward his nose with a sharp tug of his features. “What?”

“You can’t stay here because I don’t want to stay here anymore. This place isn’t my paradise like I used to think it was. My paradise is you. And I’ll chase you wherever you want to go.”

Chapter 28

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