fighting tears. “Let’s just be you and me.”
“Always.” He threads his fingers into my hair, lifting my head off the pillow as he kisses me with enough passion to make that one word a promise as sacred as any wedding vow.
Moments later, he’s pushing inside me with one long, slow, soulful stroke, his thickness spearing through my aroused flesh, stretching me wide, filling every inch, sending a wave of relief coursing through me as he comes to a stop and holds still deep inside.
It feels so good, so right .
I can’t believe I went without him for so long. I can’t believe I was afraid.
There is nothing in making love to Danny to remind me of dark things. There is only light and love and pleasure so sharp and sweet I’m halfway there by the time he thrusts into me a second time, grinding his pelvis into the bundle of nerves at the top of me. I could come in a heartbeat, but instead I suck in a deep breath and fight the pleasure building inside. I don’t want to go just yet, I want this to last. I want to remember every moment, imprint it on my brain for times when I’m stupid enough to forget how amazing Danny and I are together.
“God, Sam, you’re so perfect,” Danny says, lifting up on his arms as he strokes deeper, giving me a clear view of his stunning chest and the way his abdominal muscles ripple as he thrusts inside me. “You feel so fucking good. I’ve missed you so much.”
“Yes, yes,” I chant in agreement, digging my fingernails into the thick muscles of his ass, pulling him closer with every thrust, feeling like I’ll never get close enough. “Don’t ever leave, babe. Don’t ever leave.”
“Never,” he promises as his thrusts grow faster until he’s riding me hard and we’re both moaning low in our throats each time we come together.
I cling to him, fighting to hold back as ecstasy crests inside me, but this time there’s no keeping it at bay. I come with a blissed-out cry, eyes squeezing shut and stars dancing in the blackness behind my lids.
Moments later Danny joins me, hips jerking one last time before I feel his cock begin to pulse. I wrap my arms and legs around him and hold him tight, relishing the heavy weight of him as he relaxes on top of me, catching his breath.
“Love you,” I whisper into his ear before I press a soft kiss to his earlobe.
“Love you,” he whispers back, kissing my cheek. “So much. Sorry I was crazy.”
“You’re not crazy.” I hug him tighter. “I know things have been weird, but they’re going to be better. I promise. I’ve made the decision about school, we’re staying here, and…I don’t know. I feel like I can finally relax and let life be good again.”
He props up on his forearms and brushes my hair from my forehead. “I wish you’d told me things were so bad. I would have come and kidnapped you months ago.”
I smile. “That would have been nice. Then we could have done this sooner.”
I sigh as I tighten my legs around his waist, wanting to keep his softening erection inside me for as long as possible, blinking in surprise as I feel him twitch inside me. “Surely not even you can be ready again this fast?”
“I’ve been making do with nothing but my own hand for five months,” he says with a wicked grin as he slides out of me and glides back in again, making me moan. “I’m going to be hard all night.”
“And I may not be able to walk in the morning,” I say, with a matching grin. “But I don’t care.”
The rest of the night is so good that by the time I go to sleep I’m high on sex, love, Danny and the certainty that together we’re stronger than any of the ghosts in my past.
Chapter Twelve
Danny
“And, after all, what is a lie?
Tis but the truth in masquerade.”
-Lord Byron
I wake up to find the cabin so cold Sam’s teeth are chattering in her sleep.
Our fire has gone out and evidently the heat that was clunking sluggishly on and off yesterday has decided to clunk out today.
After
“Always.” He threads his fingers into my hair, lifting my head off the pillow as he kisses me with enough passion to make that one word a promise as sacred as any wedding vow.
Moments later, he’s pushing inside me with one long, slow, soulful stroke, his thickness spearing through my aroused flesh, stretching me wide, filling every inch, sending a wave of relief coursing through me as he comes to a stop and holds still deep inside.
It feels so good, so right .
I can’t believe I went without him for so long. I can’t believe I was afraid.
There is nothing in making love to Danny to remind me of dark things. There is only light and love and pleasure so sharp and sweet I’m halfway there by the time he thrusts into me a second time, grinding his pelvis into the bundle of nerves at the top of me. I could come in a heartbeat, but instead I suck in a deep breath and fight the pleasure building inside. I don’t want to go just yet, I want this to last. I want to remember every moment, imprint it on my brain for times when I’m stupid enough to forget how amazing Danny and I are together.
“God, Sam, you’re so perfect,” Danny says, lifting up on his arms as he strokes deeper, giving me a clear view of his stunning chest and the way his abdominal muscles ripple as he thrusts inside me. “You feel so fucking good. I’ve missed you so much.”
“Yes, yes,” I chant in agreement, digging my fingernails into the thick muscles of his ass, pulling him closer with every thrust, feeling like I’ll never get close enough. “Don’t ever leave, babe. Don’t ever leave.”
“Never,” he promises as his thrusts grow faster until he’s riding me hard and we’re both moaning low in our throats each time we come together.
I cling to him, fighting to hold back as ecstasy crests inside me, but this time there’s no keeping it at bay. I come with a blissed-out cry, eyes squeezing shut and stars dancing in the blackness behind my lids.
Moments later Danny joins me, hips jerking one last time before I feel his cock begin to pulse. I wrap my arms and legs around him and hold him tight, relishing the heavy weight of him as he relaxes on top of me, catching his breath.
“Love you,” I whisper into his ear before I press a soft kiss to his earlobe.
“Love you,” he whispers back, kissing my cheek. “So much. Sorry I was crazy.”
“You’re not crazy.” I hug him tighter. “I know things have been weird, but they’re going to be better. I promise. I’ve made the decision about school, we’re staying here, and…I don’t know. I feel like I can finally relax and let life be good again.”
He props up on his forearms and brushes my hair from my forehead. “I wish you’d told me things were so bad. I would have come and kidnapped you months ago.”
I smile. “That would have been nice. Then we could have done this sooner.”
I sigh as I tighten my legs around his waist, wanting to keep his softening erection inside me for as long as possible, blinking in surprise as I feel him twitch inside me. “Surely not even you can be ready again this fast?”
“I’ve been making do with nothing but my own hand for five months,” he says with a wicked grin as he slides out of me and glides back in again, making me moan. “I’m going to be hard all night.”
“And I may not be able to walk in the morning,” I say, with a matching grin. “But I don’t care.”
The rest of the night is so good that by the time I go to sleep I’m high on sex, love, Danny and the certainty that together we’re stronger than any of the ghosts in my past.
Chapter Twelve
Danny
“And, after all, what is a lie?
Tis but the truth in masquerade.”
-Lord Byron
I wake up to find the cabin so cold Sam’s teeth are chattering in her sleep.
Our fire has gone out and evidently the heat that was clunking sluggishly on and off yesterday has decided to clunk out today.
After
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