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Now I laugh. “I’vebeen waiting all day? I think it’s the other way around.”
He shrugs. “Maybe. You know I can’t go more than twenty-four hours without being inside you, Adley.”
Hearing his tone of voice drop and his pupils dilate, my hormones already raging from this pregnancy, I know he has me.Heknows he has me.
He leans in, kissing my shoulder, dropping to my collarbone, without taking his hands from my breasts. Grabbing the hem of my shirt, I lift and pull it over my head, dropping it on the kitchen floor.
He snickers. “I knew it.”
“What do you know?”
He stands, smoothing his hands across my chest, down my sides and over my belly, gripping my waist and turning to lift me onto the island. He urges me to lie flat and places a kiss right above my belly button. It makes my heart stutter and makes me wonder if he knows something.
“You smut writers can never get enough.” He drags his tongue across my belly button to my ribs, where he nibbles, and it makes me laugh. “Bill! Stop! You know I’m ticklish.”
He laughs against my skin, and it vibrates, making me squirm even more. “I do know. I know how my touch affects you.”
He makes his way back up, kissing me, and speaks against my lips. “Do you know how much I love you?”
“I know how much you love doingthis,” I reply snarkily.
“It’s the name. I can’t help it.” He moves lower to the hollow of my throat. “I love this part of your body.” He kisses it. “Do you remember our first time?”
My eyes open wide, and my heart skips a beat. “I do.”
“Hm. Me, too. That tequila never tasted so good.” I sit up, pushing him back from me, but he won’t look me in the eye, just keeps kissing down my throat, my shoulder. “I remember you taking my shot. I remember you laid out in my bed, and I remember thinking I was the luckiest fucking guy that night that you chose me.”
“Billy,” I choke out. “We’ve talked about this. I thought you didn’t have a clear memory.”
He looks at me with sadness. “I don’t, but every time I touch you, something comes back. Every time I’m with you, a feeling of contentment washes over me. I felt it that night too and I won’t ever forget the sense that I was holding the one meant for me.” He palms my thighs, his thumbs close to my pussy as he squeezes. “Adley, I can’t tell you enough how I want that memory back. Will you remind me?”
My vision blurs from tears and he holds me close, speaking into my ear. “Thank you for not giving up. Thank you for giving a roughneck like me a second chance. You’re so much better than anything I deserve and-”
I place my hand over his lips, stopping his flow of words. “I don’t want you talking bad about the man l love. He’s been what I’ve wanted since I met that cocky kid all those years ago. I’m just glad he’s grown into a man I can’t get enough of.” He teases my lips again. “When I close my eyes at night, you’re my last vision. And when I wake, you’re my first.”
“No wonder you’re a best seller.”
I smile and rub my nose against his. “You’re safe to be who you need to be, Bill. If you need to rage, I’m here to catch it. If you need to cry, I’m here to dry your tears. If you need to sit quietly until the feeling passes, I’ll hold your hand. But what I see? You’re a king.Myking. And kings don’t falter. They stand with their queen. They lookeach other in the eyes and they say ‘hang on tight, because neither of us are going anywhere.’
Tell him.
“I think the universe knew we needed each other.” I raise a brow as he slides his hand higher up my thighs. I widen them, needing his touch more than my next breath. His eyes drop to his hands, a smirk showing before he comes back to my eyes. “I think wild women are placed in the paths of untamed men, so they know they’re not the ones who control their destiny.”
“Kind of like, if she scares you and excites you all at the same time, you have to go for it, right?” I place my hands on his, urging him to touch me.
“I don’t know where I’d be without you. Marry me?”
“Maybe.”
His eyes widen and his movements pause. “Maybe? Not no?”
“I like what you’re doing here.” My lips twist as I take his hand and slide it inside the band of my shorts. The skin on the back of his knuckles is rough and tickles me. “Keep going, it may turn into a ‘Maybe one day soon’.”
That boyish charm I fell in love with thirteen years ago shines through but then it’s gone as his hand slides inside my shorts, and his fingers dance across my pussy. In its place is pure, unadulterated need.
He presses his forehead against mine and I curse breathlessly. “Now, Billy. Make me come, now.”
His lips meet mine, rough and needy and everything I want right now. We fight back and forth, a nip on his lip eliciting a growl that has me bucking against his hand and laying back so he can touch me completely.
