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“I love this,” she whispered, my skin radiating under her hands, sizzling. It felt so goddamn good when she touched me, my shoulders, my chest. She kissed my ear. “I love what you do to me.”
I loved what she did to me. I loved how I didn’t think and how everything felt free when I was with her. I always said she was like a healing agent.
“You have no idea,” I said, feeling myself physically holding back words. I thought I’d never been in love before, but somehow it may have snuck up on me.
She wasn’t ready for that, for me to say that, and I knew I wasn’t. Whatever this was couldn’t get a label right now, and if I gave one, I feared it’d take us out of everything. It’d complicate things, and I didn’t want complications.
I just wanted her.
I wanted her so bad, and when I rolled her on her back, I knew I was gone. I knew I was lost. Aspen Davis had somehow taken me under her spell, and I fucked her so hard on her back. My thrusts labored, my chest rolling with sweat. I pinned her down and was slick above her, my body gliding along hers, warm and hot with hers.
She bit my shoulder as she came, and that charged me. I roared with angry thrusts until I was coming so hard I thought I’d break the condom between us.
“Snowflake.” I pushed the word over her dark nipples, my hands squeezing her thighs and loving their heat, their feel. “My pretty girl.”
“My pretty boy,” she said back, her hand on my face and her kisses deep. I let her do that too, kiss me. Again, I loved it. She smiled. “Who fucks me like a devil.”
“A god, baby, and don’t you forget it,” I returned, crowding her with my arms and pressing her into the sheets. If I wasn’t careful, I might just fall in love with her.
I may already be there.
CHAPTER
TWENTY-THREE
Thatcher
I woke up differently from the last time Aspen and I had been together. There were no screams from fucked-up music, or being ripped from dreams that were even more fucked up. I’d let my past get in my head that night, but that wasn’t tonight.
It was nice.
It was normal waking up in a bed surrounded by the scent of Aspen Davis. Chocolate and Christmas surrounded me early. In fact, I wasn’t even sure it was morning yet, still dark through the chateau’s window.
I shifted, on my stomach. Aspen had been under my arm most of the night. I remembered that, remembered her. She was gone, and rather than look for my phone to see what time it was, I rooted around for my boxers. I didn’t know if she’d dipped because we had sex again or what, but whatever the reason, I had to find her.
We’d had a good time last night.
I thought we’d had a great time, so I moved in quick time. She’d friend-zoned me before, and I didn’t know if this was her being scared or what. Honestly, I’d never chased after a girl before. I never had to, but Aspen Davis had me putting my boxers and pants on at the speed of light.
“Snowflake?” I slowed down, a light on once I slowed down enough to see it. It was in the bathroom in the corner. I stood. “Hey, snow?”
I kept my voice light, not wanting to scare her. It was still dark outside, and why did relief hit me realizing that and the fact that the bathroom light was on.
She’s still here. She didn’t leave.
I blocked out of my head how relieved I was by that. If I didn’t, I’d have to think about the fact that she had me so swept up last night. I’d been thinking some crazy shit buried between her legs, shit I probably shouldn’t think or feel. I wasn’t my best self right now, for anyone, and though things had been getting better…
You’d been getting better because of her.
I didn’t know how, but I knew my life had completely changed since she’d dropped into it. I wasn’t partying anymore or numbing myself. I put my hand on the bathroom door. “Aspen?”
Aspen didn’t answer, but I heard some sloshing in the bathroom, water. Was she taking a bath?
I probably shouldn’t invade her privacy, but she had the door cracked, and the moment I realized she might be naked behind this door… Well, that woke the fucker up in my pants hard. She might have wanted me to find her in the middle of the night like this.
Thoughts to get my mask hit me, but I let that go at the sight of her naked back, her glorious brown skin on display. Bubbles surrounded Aspen’s tiny form, her body hugged up on the side of an old-school clawed tub. The room was warm and smelled wonderful like her.
A sound hummed in my chest. “Aspen?”
