I pushed forward, the walls of that perfect * gripping my head, begging for more as I held back her thigh and slowly eased in until I was taking her whole.
I stuttered out a strangled groan. “So good. Every time, Shea. Every time and I just want more. Not ever going to stop loving you.”
And I fell into her, my body rocking into hers. For the first time, slow and deliberate, that energy consuming us from all sides.
Dark.
Light
Heavy.
Soft.
I blinked erratically, dizzy with this, dizzy with her.
My cock was bare, burning into her as I claimed her in a way I’d never claimed a girl before. Her body taking all of me, filled up so full she was gasping, writhing below me, sharp, shattered gasps tumbling from her mouth.
I kissed her there, on that innocent mouth, wanting those sounds, too, greedy and desperate to take it all.
Refusing to ever let her go.
“Sebastian,” Shea rasped as her fingers sank into the straining, bunched muscles of my shoulders as I worked over her, and I could feel it building, the intensity that bristled through her—her walls clenching, her thighs shaking, before her mouth parted and her head rocked back on her pillow.
Muted moans. A choked sob of pleasure.
My name. My name. My name.
She chanted it again and again, the drum of her song beating into me. Every inch of me tightened, pleasure building strong and fast.
I took her as deep as I could get her as this girl splintered in my arms, seeping into me, sinking fast to where I’d felt her slipping into since the moment I’d met her.
All that beautiful bliss broke, speeding through my cock and my heart and my mind.
Pouring into her, I came in the well of that sweet, tight body.
Some secret part of me was hoping it would take root.
That Shea would be tied to me forever.
She and I creating something good.
But I knew without a shadow of a doubt that we already were.
Fingers dug deeper into my shoulders as Shea searched for her breath, our bodies still alight in the passion that swelled between us, a buzz in the air, the energy refusing to let us go.
I pressed a closed-mouthed kiss to her lips before I pulled back to cast her an adoring smile. “I love you.”
The one she sent me back reached in to touch me all the way in my scarred heart, this girl fully seated within the cracks.
Right where she always belonged.
“I never needed anyone to love me until I needed you,” she said.
I brushed back the hair matted to her forehead, and I felt the frown grow on my face. I hated to go back there, but I knew this had to be resolved before we could move on with our lives. “My attorney got the article pulled.”
Swallowing hard, she nodded. “That’s good.” It sounded like it was hard to say.
I glanced to the side, building up, playing with a lock of her hair before I peered back at her. “Tomorrow I’m going to make a statement. I want the world to know you’re with me. No more speculation about you and Kallie. I’m going to tell them you’re my family now. They’ll hound us for a while with the news, but they’ll get bored after a while.”
Darkness skated across her features.
“Baby, I know it’s scary, but it’s the best way. The more we hide, the more they’re going to want to know. Let’s just get this out of the way so we can move on and put it behind us. We’re going to have to face it some time. We might as well do it now.”
She shook her head, like she was trying to silence me.
“Sebastian,” she whispered, and those tears just wouldn’t quit. “I want that, more than anything, for the world to know you’re mine. But there’s something you need to know about me before you do that.”
Dread curled in my stomach and I clung to her a little tighter. “There’s nothing you can say that will change the way I feel about you.”
Intensity swelled, working right back into a restless frenzy, and I knew…I knew I was now in the eye of her storm.
A counterfeit calm.
“What is it?” I demanded, just needing to know.
Wind battered the window pane, and I jarred with the sound of the doorbell ringing below.