“Baby, look at me. Please, look at me.”
She shakes her head and burrows deeper into my body.
“Come on, where’s my wildcat?” I soften my voice, rub her back, and kiss her over and over. I’m begging silently for her to just look at me, to see the all the understanding and love that she needs from me right now. So she will see that I’m here and will never leave. “Dee, I’m begging you, please, look at me. See me. Let my love in. Please, Baby.”
She has her mouth pressed into my shoulder, so when she speaks, I can’t understand her. She is still crying, but at least her body has stopped heaving violently. “Say it again. I can’t understand you.”
She lifts her head and her tear filled puffy, red eyes just stare at me. I smile at her, letting her know that it’s all going to be fine, and she lets out a shaky breath. She closes her eyes for a few seconds, but when she opens them, and I can see, not only the old Dee that I’ve missed with extreme longing, shining back at me, but I can also see all of that love that she’s been running from. It’s staring brightly back at me, and even with her swollen eyes and splotchy face, I’ve never seen her look more beautiful.
“Oh, Baby. I love you so much.”
Her breath hitches again at my words. It doesn’t take long before she opens her mouth, and when she finally utters the words that I’ve been dreaming of for so long, the sense of peace that hits me is nothing short of a miracle.
“I love you, too, John Beckett. I love you with all of my scarred heart.” She smiles weakly and I return it with a smile so big that my jaw hurts.
“You’re finally mine?” I ask, my smile never leaving my face.
“No . . .” She pauses and my heart stops. “You’re finally mine.” All of the earlier pain and sadness drains from her face, and she looks at me with her smile huge, her bloodshot eyes full of love and trust. She looks at me as if she’s a brand new woman, and I give a second of thanks that I’m lucky enough to have this woman in my life.
“Whatever works but we’re finally us.” I cup her cheek and guide my lips to hers. She tastes like her tears mixed with hope. She tastes like heaven.
“I. Love. You.” I punctuate each word with a kiss before I take her lips in a slow lazy kiss.
Her hands are running all over my chest, pulling at my shirt. When her cold hands get my shirt up and she presses against my abs, I shake with the chill that rushes through my body. She giggles and it’s like music to my ears. I break away from her mouth to pull my shirt off and then hers. She unhooks her bra and drops it to the floor. I take a second to look over every inch of her exposed skin, drinking in her tan perfection. Her nipples pebble under the attention of my eyes, and I reach up and cup each of her heavy breasts, rubbing my thumb over each nipple before pinching them lightly. Her head rolls back on her shoulders and she moans low in her throat.
I shift her so that she straddles me on the couch and take her ass in my hands before pulling her against my erection. She frames my face before taking my lips and kissing me deeply. Her tongue comes out and tangles with mine while she starts grinding against my lap.
I pull my mouth away and lean my forehead against hers. Both of us are panting deeply. When she shifts slightly and her warm core rubs against my painful erection, I growl. “Dee, it’ll be over before I even have a chance to get out of my pants if you move again. Give me a second, and then I’m taking you up to our bed and showing you every single ounce of love I have in my body for you.”
It takes me a lot longer than a second to calm my body enough that I don’t fear coming in my pants if she so much as breathes. When I can finally feel some blood coming back to my head, I push my hands under her ass and stand. She instinctively wraps her legs tightly around my waist and drops her head to my neck. She starts kissing, licking, and sucking lightly against my neck and all the progress I’ve just made in controlling my throbbing erection just goes flying out the window.
“Dee . . .” I warn when she starts sucking on my earlobe. She laughs and her warm breath dances across my wet ear. I have to stop in the middle of the staircase because the urge to come in my pants is almost too much. My dick has craved this woman for months, and she is finally mine. There’s no way in hell I’m going to go off unless her wet pussy is wrapped tight around me.
She finally takes pity on me, and I’m able to start climbing the stairs again. When I hit the hallway, it looks a mile long and not the short distance I know it to be. I tighten my fingers against her ass and start walking. Every time my balls rub against the fabric of my jeans, I groan. When we finally cross the threshold into the bedroom, I let out the breath I have been holding.
Finally.