“How have you been?” He whispered.
I smiled, trying to make it convincing. “I’ve been fine.” I hadn’t really been fine, I’d missed him so much I ached and agonised over what to do. “What about you? Work all sorted?”
“Things will be slowing down now so no more overtime for a while. Means I get to spend more time annoying you,” he said, reaching out for me. His arms started on my hips and then slid round to my back.
I stumbled into his arms, resting both hands on his muscular chest. “I don’t think that’ll ever happen.”
He swallowed audibly and his grip on me tightened a fraction. “I’m willing to give it a go if you are?”
No. What the fuck is he asking? Was he really about to piss on my fireworks? “Damon… What exactly does that mean?”
Lowering his head, he brushed his lips against mine and I stopped breathing altogether. A fire started in my belly that soon spread south as his tongue grazed my bottom lip.
“It means I want to spend all of my free time with you. These last couple of days have been pretty unbearable. I thought it’d be fine because I’d be working late and going in early but you were always on my mind. I worried about you constantly. I wanted to see you constantly. Look, I know that you’re still healing after what happened and there are things you haven’t figured out yet but–”
“I love you, Damon.”
His eyes widened and jaw dropped. “What? You… You what?”
I couldn’t help laughing at his surprise. I griped the front of his top and pressed my body against his. Our mouths were still so close and I ached everywhere to kiss him. “I love you. I’m still scared but I’m less scared when you’re standing beside me. I want us to be official. If you do, of course.”
“If?” He gripped my upper arms, lifted me up and then his mouth was on mine. I squealed against his lips and wrapped my legs around his waist.
“I love you, Nell,” he murmured into the frantic, needy kiss.
I cried out as we bumped into the corner of the wall, neither of us broke the kiss, too caught up to care about anything else. I’d never wanted him as much as I did right now. It was more than sex; I wanted to be as close to him as humanly possible. If it was possible to crawl inside him I would.
Kneading the tops of my thighs with his fingers as he carried me, he stumbled into be bedroom and laid us both down. He pulled out of the kiss and trailed his lips over my jaw at a feathers touch.
I shuddered and moaned deeply, feeling it everywhere. “Damon,” I whimpered, so turned on I could cry or scream. His touch was softer and his kiss slower. It was maddening and perfect and everything I needed it to be right now. The throbbing between my legs made me moan. I was on fire, desperate to feel him inside me.
“I love you,” he murmured against the edge of my jaw and pushed my leggings down. I arched into his hand as he rubbed me through the lace of my underwear. “Shit, I can’t wait, Nell.”
His voice was so husky it made me shudder. I sat up, shoving him back and reached for his t-shirt. “There’s a time for foreplay and this is not it,” I said, as I made it my mission to get him naked in record time.
“God I love this side of you. Actually I love all sides of–” I kissed him, shutting him up. Groaning, he sat back on his knees and pulled me onto his lap. His tongue slid over mine and then circled it. I let him control the kiss, or I really didn’t have much choice because it seemed he was determined to get me off just from his mouth on mine. If he kept going like that he’d do it too.
I clamped my legs around his and clawed his back, pressing my chest against his. I was burning and the need to come suppressed everything else. My nails dug into his back, he groaned, roughly tugged my top over my head and removed my bra.
Bloody. Hell.
Not being able to stand it anymore I crushed my body back against his and ground into him. With his erection lined perfectly between my legs I got the best friction as I circled my hips. My nipples rubbed against his chest setting every nerve ending in my body on fire.
“No foreplay you said,” he growled, lifting and entering me sharply.
I cried out and let my head drop back. “Oh…Oh God that feels…”
“I know,” he bit out and gently laid us both down. He took my hands, pinned them above my head on the pillow and very slowly started to move inside me. Gasping, I closed my eyes at the incredible feeling of him filling me and how much he meant to me. I was in love – totally and completely and eternally.