“You’re mine now,” he says as he pulls back and plunges in.

“Yes,” I gasp. He growls and his mouth finds mine again but this time harder, more demanding.

I dig my nails into his back as he thrust into me again and again. Kissing him back just as hard. He growls and reaches around his back to grab one of my arms and pull it back to the mattress clutched in his. I follow his lead and slide my other arm from around his back and up his other arm. Both my hands clutched in his to the mattress as he plunges in over and over. I moan. Its building. Again.

“Angel,” he rasps as he picks up his pace. Faster and faster. Its building so fast I can’t stop it. I don’t want to.

“Yes.”

“Come.” And I do.

“Cody,” I scream out his name as I do. He roars as he follows me over the edge, his fingers intertwined with mine.

I must have fallen asleep as I came down from what will be now known as the event. That moment when sex was more than just sex. With Cody it was amazing, it was everything. I know he felt it too. With a smile on my face, I reach over across the other side of the bed, but the sheets are cold. The house is so still, so quiet, I know I’m here alone. And I’m okay with that. We didn’t make each other any promises. But damn, if it doesn’t burn. I smell something sweet. I open my eyes, on the pillow next to mine is just one peony, one pink angel cheek. I grab the flower and clutch it to my chest as I fall back asleep, alone.