“Are you doing that on purpose?” I accuse incredulously.
She giggles softly under her breath, and I know she is very aware of what she’s doing to my body.
“Fuck.”
Her chest jiggles with the laughter she’s trying to keep in only spiking my desire for her to immeasurable heights.
“As much as it pains me to say this, please cover up, baby. You know how much I love your tits, and right now, the temptation is almost too much. Right now, as much as I want nothing more than to sink inside you and reassure myself that we’re going to be okay, I need to be able to talk to you without distraction.”
She sits up, those tits continuing to sway in that red shirt like she’s a matador taunting the hungry bull inside me. Her own arousal for what I want is written all over her face. Her eyes the darkest of brown chocolate, her pale skin pink and glowing, and her lip held between her teeth.
“On second thought,” I say and pull my own shirt off while toeing out of my shoes. I keep my eyes locked on hers as I work the button on my jeans and swiftly kick them off before standing before her completely bare. Her eyes widen, the lip falls from her teeth, and her gasps shoot around the room in a breathy echo. “Get up,” I command.
She stands instantly and together we work at removing the few things left in my way. Our chests heave and the air that is rapidly falling from our lips dances between us. Her eyes never leave mine. We stand just a touch away from each other, but I feel her surround me.
This isn’t about me wanting her body, which fuck I do. This is all need. My need to feel her warm and real against my body when just hours ago, I was terrified I would never have this again.
My hands grab her hips, dig into the soft skin around them, and I lift her up my body. Her own hands come to my shoulder as she lifts her legs around my hips, opening herself to me completely. Her * settles against my waist and my hard cock settles in heaven. My eyes close and a low moan thunders in my chest when the sensation of having her warm wetness cradling me shoots a fire-like dance up my spine.
When I feel her ankles lock behind me, one hand slowly glides up her spine until I cup her neck and pull her head into my shoulder, dropping my lips to her neck when the movement exposes the silky skin to me. I wrap my other arm tight around her waist and move to sit on the mattress.
After settling us so that my back is resting against the headboard, not letting her move an inch from my hold, I let out a deep breath.
This right here is everything.
The woman I love, the one who loves me back, wrapped around me. Our hearts pound against each other’s chests while we take comfort in the adoration between us. It feels so much more profound than that. When I have her, skin against skin, heart against heart, I feel like everything in my body and mind becomes complete.
Our connection pulls tight on the invisible cords that link our souls until there is nothing left to do but become one.
This right here is all I need to know that all is right in the world.
“It’s going to be okay,” she mumbles against my neck, the words muffled.
At this moment, I believe her. I still need to explain to her just what could happen and get her reassurances while she’s right here in my arms. Nothing between us while we strip more than our clothes off, open ourselves completely, and have a conversation so raw we’re going to need this physical grounding to one another.
“Willow.” I sigh and tighten my arms around her, pressing her tighter into my body. “They’re going to do everything they can to keep this story front and center in everyone’s eyes and mind. Trust me, I know this needs to happen, but I need you to really understand what will be coming while you selflessly throw yourself on the media’s sword.”
She tries to lift her head from the hold my hand has on her neck, and I grudgingly allow her to lean up but shift the arm that had been holding her neck to her shoulders and only give her enough space to lift her head and turn to meet my eyes.
“I understand, honey.” She comforts me with a small smile. “I have no illusions about what will happen when I’m not just Kane Masters’ girlfriend, but the woman who allegedly broke up what they believe was Hollywood’s two top players and their love child.”