“There’s been no one else since you,” I tell him. “Since we met.”
It softens his gaze, the hunger simmering underneath something bigger, deeper. Something like love.
“I was lost the day you walked into my workshop,” he says. “I’ll never stop loving you.”
Heat floods my eyes, and I surge up into a kiss. “I love you too. That’s never changed, even after you left. Never.”
Benji rests his forehead on mine, and my eyes areclosed, so it takes a moment, takes until I can taste the salt on his lips to notice he’s crying.
“I’m never leaving you again,” he rasps.
I blink up at him, and I know this is it. It’s him. It will only ever be him.
“You’d better not because I’d be coming after you.”Anywhere you go, I’m coming with you.
Benji laughs and kisses me, then finally, finally, he drops his hips. God, the heat of him is magical. My hips rock up against his thick cock, still trapped in his boxers.
“Is that all you’ve got?” I gasp.
“Fuck,” he groans, thrusting so hard that I can hear the springs of my mattress whining underneath me. “I missed you.”
He straightens to strip out of his boxers and is back before I can miss him, exploring every inch of my skin with renewed focus. Between his hands and his mouth, I’ve never felt so cherished.
By the time he’s sliding into me, I’m whimpering, scratching along his spine as he fucks into me so perfectly. His thrusts pick up speed, pulling more and more sounds out of me.
It’s bliss.
Our bodies slide together, sweaty and frantic. Benji kisses down my neck, and I throw my head back to give him more room. My pussy clenches around him, and Benji grunts, his teeth catching on the sensitive skin.
I’m teetering on the edge.
“Benji, fuck, I’m gonna?—”
“You can let go, baby,” he says, pushing deeper.
God, how much deeper can he go? My whole body is on fire, and I never want to come down.
Benji sucks another kiss into my skin. “I’m not going anywhere.”
Our teeth clash when I come. I’m vaguely aware of Benji coming with a low groan before his lips graze my forehead.
I close my eyes for a moment that stretches out until I’m blinking awake, the lights off, the blankets pulled tight over me, and a wall of hot Benji pressed against my back.
I burrow deeper into his arms.
He came back to me, and he’s not going anywhere.
Epilogue
PAIGE
Candles line a path along the beach like hovering fireflies. They lead the way to a blanket covered with scattered petals and a man who still makes my heart stop after two years.
Benji is gorgeous in a loose button-up and dark pants, and I stumble my next step when I remember it’s the same outfit he crashed back into my life wearing. We’ve come a long way from speed dating, and if you’d told me then that we’d be here a year later, I wouldn’t have believed you.
The Belle keeps watch over the horizon, a glittering presence as I reach him.
“How did I do?” he asks. “Is it as good as you imagined?”
