“I guess you like that.”
“Honey, I like everything you do to me.”
“Then open your eyes.”
I didn’t realize I had them closed, or that I was holding my breath. When I open them, Isla’s watching me, her eyes dark pools of desire.
And it finally hits me. She doesn’t care about my missing limbs; she’s not turned off by them. She wants my body as much as she wants my heart. If such a thing is possible, I fall for her even more.
“Fuck, I love you, Isla.” My voice comes out low and husky, and I slide my arm around her waist and pull her against me.
“I love you too, Luke.”
This time when I kiss her it’s urgent and hungry. Our bodies slide together, and my hardness presses against her soft belly. She opens her legs, and I pull her thigh over mine as my cock glides between her wetness.
I no longer think about what I’m lacking. All I canthink about is moving my body to please Isla. I watch her expression to figure out what she likes as I glide between her folds.
My hand runs over her hip and her ass as I explore the contours of her body. We move together, lying side my side. But that’s not how I want to take my woman. I want to show her I can still take control in the bedroom.
Grabbing her shoulders, I flip Isla onto her back, making her gasp as I roll myself on top of her. Her eyes widen in surprise as I pin her down with my arms.
“Luke…” She moans my name as her hips thrust up to meet mine. Her thighs part for me, and I release her enough to guide myself into her.
We both groan as I sink inside.
Isla feels like heaven and everything good I’ve been missing. She clamps around me, and I squeeze my eyes shut before I lose control.
“Fuck, Isla, you feel incredible.”
I’ve never been more grateful for getting back to the gym as I prop myself up with my arms, using my strength to rock back and forth, sliding deeper with every thrust.
Isla wraps her legs around my buttocks, wordlessly providing the leverage I need to push deeper. I lean forward to kiss her neck and cheeks and lips and the sensitive place behind her ear that makes her body jerk when I press my lips to it.
I try to take it slow, but I’m unable to hold back the tide of emotion and sensations building inside of me. Igive her everything I have as I lose myself in Isla, in the woman I love.
“Luke…” Isla’s moans turn to whimpers. Then she tenses under me and comes in a wave of heat and noise that breaks through my last restraints.
The dam bursts and a wave of bliss crashes over me, consuming every last doubt I had. Isla is mine, and I’ll make love to her every fucking day for the rest of my life.
I hold her close as I explode into her and she trembles under me, whimpering my name over and over again.
Afterwards we lie side by side talking long into the night.
Around midnight, Isla gets up to feed Cody and I join her, watching her with our son.
Then we go back to bed and make love two more times before Isla falls into a deep sleep. I watch her sleeping with her hair falling over the pillow and her mouth slightly open.
My chest feels like it might burst as I watch her, my woman.
Isla reminded me of what it means to be a man. She made me whole, and I’ll spend the rest of my life being the man she needs.
EPILOGUE
LUKE
One Year Later…
The wedding march starts playing, and all heads in the church turn to watch Isla. Her dress bunches at the waist and fans out over her hips, showing off her curves. Tendrils of hair fall in curls over her bare shoulders.
