“Oh shit, baby. Shit, shit, shit, I’m coming. I need you to come with me, Katie.”
He pinches my nipples through my shirt and bra, and I completely come undone. Waves and waves of euphoria wash through me, and I feel like I’ve left my body entirely. His pumping, groaning, and whispered promises all become fuzzy, as if I have cotton wool in my ears. All I have is the sudden surge of power shooting through me and his hot, wet cum now seeping down my thigh. His thrusts slow, and he plants a kiss between my shoulder blades. His breath skating down my spine.
“Holy cannoli,” he whispers.
I try to inhale, the weight of him smothering me. “You’re crushing me.”
“Shit, sorry. God, that was intense.” He slides out, and the cool air hits my sensitive flesh like a sharp slap.
I roll over so I’m perched on the side of the chair, my feet still on the ground. Jonesy cups my cheeks, concern on his face. “You’re good, right?”
“Jonesy, I feel like I’ve been hit with a freight train's worth of orgasm, and you’re checking if I’m good? I’m more than good...how did you know?”
“Know what?” His thumb runs along mycheek.
“That I would like what you said? The baby thing.” I blush.
“Oh.” The tips of his ears turn a dark shade of pink. “I just couldn’t get the image out of my head. And I’m not saying I want a baby right now, or ever, if that’s not what you wanted. It’s just a fantasy thing, you know.”
“Yeah, I get it. I liked it too.” I smile shyly before we both laugh.
“How is it that we didn’t know these things about each other? After all these years of knowing you, you’ve been perfect for me this whole time.”
“I think I knew.” I shrug.
“Come on. Don’t lie. You hated me.”
“I hated you because you hurt me, but I think my heart still knew there was more to us than that.” I rest my head on his chest, attempting to catch my breath.
“I’m sorry for leaving college without telling you.” He runs his palm down my hair, twirling it around his finger.
“Why did you? You knew how much I wanted to be with you.”
He sighs, rubbing his hand over his mouth.
“Scoot over.”
I slide along the seats, and he hunches into the car, indicating for me to lie down with my head in his lap. I do as he requests, and I’m rewarded with my hair being stroked. I pull myknees up toward my chest. There’s certainly not enough room for this, but I’m sated, so it doesn’t bother me too much.
“When I knew I was going to Afghanistan, I didn’t want to pursue anything with you. I knew how much you liked me, but honestly, I knew how muchI liked you.”
“Okay . . . I don’t get it.”
He huffs, pausing for a moment to look up. “I didn’t want to go over there pining after a girlfriend who was waiting for me. It felt like tempting fate for something to happen to you or to me. I couldn’t bear it if I left and then you had to deal with the fallout. But when I returned, I was so happy because I knew I could finally be with you. But you were with that toad-toe Todd, who I just wanted to throw out the window.”
“I only dated him because I knew that was the first dinner club you would be at. I wanted you to be as hurt as I was.”
He strokes my hair again, his free hand pulls mine to his lips, and he kisses my knuckles.
“I know. And I’m sorry I could have just explained. I could have begged you for forgiveness, told you how stupid I was. That I thought about you every day I was away, and every day since.”
“You have?” My heart is thudding against my chest. How many times can this man make me feel like he’s confessing his sins to me?
“You’re the only girl I’ve ever felt this way about, Katie. The only one I’ve ever put this muchtime and energy into.”
I laugh. “Half the time you were trying to annoy me into fighting with you!”
“I think you mean half the time I was trying to get your attention, and the other half I was just watching you. That’s all I’ve been doing since I got back from Afghanistan. Just watching, waiting, hoping that one day you’ll let me back in again. That was the second-best kiss of my life, princess.”
