Page 156 of Into the Woods

“You’re staring,” he teased, pushing his dark pants down.

I couldn’t hide my grin. “What can I say? It’s my favorite view.”

He palmed the hard length of his cock through his boxer-briefs, the corded muscles of his forearm flexing as he gave it a hard squeeze. Like he was seconds from losing control if he didn’t figure out how to rein it in.

I let my legs fall open, positive my panties had a massive damp spot.

Court groaned. “Fuck, what you do to me, baby.”

I coasted a hand down my body, my fingers slipping into my underwear. “I could say the same thing.”

Like a rubber band being pulled too tight, his restraint snapped. One second he was at the foot of the bed, and the next his body was covering mine. His hips settled between my thighs like we’d been created for one another. Two pieces that fit together to make something whole.

My arms went around his shoulders. “I love you.” I needed to say it. Needed him to know I meant it. That in all of this craziness, he had become my constant.

His palm cradled my jaw like I was the most precious thing in the world. “I love you, Becca.”

We managed to work my panties and his underwear down, kicking them off in a tangle of limbs that made me smile. But all humor vanished when he pushed himself inside me with one smooth thrust.

My eyes screwed shut as pleasure whipped through me with the force of a hurricane. Every nerve ending flared to life. I wrapped my legs around his waist, letting out a happy sigh when he slid in a little deeper.

“Oh, fuck,” Court groaned. He reached down, hooking an arm under one knee, drawing my leg up higher, spreading me wider. “I can’t be gentle, Becca. I need you too damn much.”

My fingers tangled in his hair. “I’m yours, Court. Take what you need.”

His hips withdrew, and then he plowed back in. The utter fullness nearly stole my breath. All I could do was hang on and enjoy the literal ride as he fucked me… as he loved me.

Tears gathered in my eyes as he moved in me.

His hand came up, his thumb catching a tear that tumbled down my cheek. He slowed down. “Am I hurting you?”

“No,” I managed to choke out, shaking my head emphatically. “I just… You and me…”

Understanding lit his eyes, his expression somehow fierce and tender at the same time as he gazed at me. “I know, baby girl. I feel it, too.”

His gaze held mine as he resumed thrusting, his hips pistoning in and out of me as my thighs started to shake. My back bowed off the mattress.

“Eyes on me,” he murmured, bumping my nose with his.

With a gasp, my gaze snapped back to his. “I love you.”

His eyes hooded, a small smile hooking up the corner of his mouth. “Not as much as I love you.”

I raked my nails down his back to grab his ass, feeling the muscles tighten as he flexed into me. “Court.”

“Let go, princess,” he whispered. “Come for me.”

My body seized, my pussy greedily clamping around his cock as I came with a strangled cry. My vision went unfocused as waves of pleasure rocked through me. His cock jerked inside me, and then he was coming with me. My center milked his cock, clenching and convulsing around his length as he rode me through my climax with jerky thrusts.

“I love you,” he whispered again before capturing my lips with his once more.

I sank into his kiss, reveling in the way he held me and the knowledge that I was loved by the man I’d never thought I’d have. That we were together, and nothing would ever change that.

CHAPTER 48

BEX

When we emerged from the bedroom nearly an hour later, I was swimming in a pair of Court’s sweats and one of his old Pacific Cross football hoodies. Court had tied the waistband strings as tight as he could, but one strong breeze or me tripping on the dragging hem, and they’d be around my ankles. Luckily the hoodie was practically a dress on me.

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