Page 67 of All Your Tomorrows

“Yes,” I breathed.

He thrust faster, his ass between my hands moving with vigor.

My insides tightened. He reached down and his thumb brushed my clit. A burst of sensation released in waves out to every part of my body, tremors rippling in the wake and shooting every which way. I could barely catch my breath as he locked his hands beside my head and thrust harder still. He followed me over the edge with a long, drawn-out groan before lowering himself down on top of me. The weight of him pressed me to the bed, and it felt so damn right. As if this was meant to be.

Our heavy breathing was the only sound in the room. I savored the moment knowing I could hear breath no one else could hear. I could feel touch no one else could feel. I could listen to words meant for no one else but me.

Kyler lifted his head and stared down at me, pushing sweaty pieces of my hair away from my forehead. “You okay?”

“Very.”

He met me with a slow-spreading smile before wrapping his arms around me. He stayed inside of me for a long time, just holding me like something precious. Something he had no plans of letting go of. “So, was it worth waiting for?”

“It was worth waiting for withyou.”

He smiled, pressing his lips to mine in a quick chaste kiss. “I need to get you cleaned up,” he said as he eased himself up and pulled out of me slowly. The loss of him inside of me left me feeling bereft. I didn’t realize the experience would forge such a connection. One that couldn’t easily be broken. Kyler stopped, his contemplative eyes narrowing.

“What’s wrong?” I asked.

“I can’t pick up a towel,” he said.

“What?”

“I can touch you and things related to you. I could punch the asshole because ultimately the rage had to do with him touching you. But, actually picking something up, I haven’t mastered that trick yet.” He looked upset with himself for not realizing that.

“I’m a big girl. I can take care of myself.” I slipped out from under him and grabbed my pajamas from my drawer on my way to the bathroom. There was no blood when I washed myself, and I wondered if everything that happened hadactuallyhappened. Because in my mind, and in my body, I knew I very much experienced all of it.

I returned a few minutes later to find Kyler under my comforter.

His eyes drifted over my purple booty shorts and matching tank. “You’re gorgeous without clothes, but I’m kinda diggin’ you in your pajamas.”

I rolled my eyes and climbed under the comforter. Kyler wrapped his arms around me as I snuggled into his chest.

“Can I ask you something?” he said.

“Of course.”

“Will you come with me to my parents’ for Christmas Eve?”

I laughed. “That’s what you want to know right now?”

“Would you prefer I ask how I performed?” he asked.

“Um, no.”

“Well, then. What do you say? Will you come with me to my parents’ house?”

“Most awkward dinner ever.”

“Probably. But it would mean a lot to me.”

I considered a witty comeback, but his sincerity deserved the truth. “Then, yes. I’d love to.”

CHAPTER 16

“I land at ten, so we’ll be able to spend all Christmas day together,” my mom assured me as I talked to her on my way to work.

“I can’t wait.”

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