Easier said than done. But when she looked at him like that, eyes heavy and lips swollen from his kisses, he let himself feel instead.
“I need to be inside you, Blue.”
“Yes.”
“Next time we’ll go slower,” he vowed.
She didn’t reply.
He boosted her up, and she wrapped her arms around his neck. Jay then slid deep inside her wet heat.
“Christ, you feel good,” he whispered.
“More.” She tugged on his hair.
She clung to his shoulders as he eased out and drove back inside her, again and again. The water muffled their moans and sighs, but when the tension built inside her and she tightenedaround him, Jay felt something fierce and overwhelming bloom in his chest.
He wanted this woman, and not just for now.
He thrust again, and they both found their release.
Neither moved for long minutes as both fought to regain their breaths. She hung in his arms, her head now resting on his shoulder as water cascaded over them.
“You okay?” he asked again, voice quieter now.
She let out a small breathless laugh.
“Blue?”
“I’m more than okay.”
Relief flooded him. Jay pressed a kiss to her temple, then to her lips.
She ran her fingers through his wet hair.
He shut off the water, and then carried her out of the shower, only then lowering her to the floor. He should let her go, but didn't want to. Instead he grabbed a towel and dried her.
“I can manage that.”
“So can I.” Once he’d dried them both, Jay picked her up.
“What are you doing? Put me down.”
He didn’t, instead walking to his bedroom. He kicked open the door, then headed for the bed. Dragging back the covers, he lowered Blue onto the mattress and then joined her.
“Jay—”
“Sssh. Sleep now, talk tomorrow.”
He pulled her into his arms and closed his eyes. For the first time in a long while, he dropped into sleep with zero white noise or trying to calm his crazy thoughts.
Chapter 26
He woke with his face in Blue’s hair. Jay had slept long and deep for the first time in a long while. She was clearly still sleeping because her breathing was slow and even, and he had to say waking up with Blue Jay McAllister could become his new favorite occupation.
Searching his memories, he tried to recall if he’d ever woken with a woman in his arms and couldn’t find one. This was his first time, and one he would never forget. Last night was another.
He wanted this woman with a need that came from deep inside Jay. She grounded him. He didn’t know how that had happened, or why it was with one of the hippie McAllisters, but they often say you can’t choose who you love.
