“I thought about that hand too,” I admit. “About how that quarter is what gave me Charlie—what gave me you. I guess some losses are worth it.”
“That one was worth everything.” His arm bands around my waist, pulling me closer.
Heat envelopes me. Every hard plane of muscle can be felt through my tank top and sleep shorts as the sheet moves higher, nuzzling us in this cocoon.
We’re nose-to-nose. Mouth-to-mouth. The slightest shift and he could kiss me.
I wish he would.
“My uncle isn’t going to let us have this,” I whisper, admitting a hint of what I shouldn’t. “He’ll ruin you and everything you care about before he lets me stay—before he lets her stay.”
“He can ruin me all he wants.” Hayes tucks my hair behind my ear. “All I care about is the two of you.”
When his lips land on mine, I surrender.
To him.
To this night.
To the truth I can’t deny.
His hands skate down until he’s gripping my ass and tugging me to him. The firm pressure of his hard length has me moaning. Nerves and excitement melt into one as we move in tandem. I hitch my leg, and he wraps it around him, slowly kissing a path from my lips down my neck.
“I was thinking.” I arch my head back, giving him access. “We never consummated our marriage.”
“No, we didn’t.” He grins against my collarbone, slowly slipping one of my straps down my shoulder. “We should really do something about that, don’t you think?”
“We should.”
There’s no resisting. No denying.
I’ve never needed Hayes more than I do tonight. His teeth sink into the soft flesh of my shoulder, and I shiver. Any fading tension unravels. His breath is a brush fire over my skin, burning me up as he rocks me againsthis cock. My shorts might as well be nonexistent as he steadies his rhythm.
I feeleverything.
But I want more—I need more.
I’ve been living through this drought, barely surviving. And now that I have him in my arms, I’ll take every drop I can get. Need courses through my blood. It swells up inside me as I grab his shoulders and roll us so I’m straddling him.
His fingers curl into the hair at the back of my neck as he pulls my lips to his. The kiss is no longer hesitant. He devours. Hayes’s tongue explores the seam of my lips, and when I open for him, he turns ravenous.
He’s in complete control, even with me on top. One hand guides my hips, gripping my ass, while the other cups my jaw. He holds me like he memorized my every need in one night.
Breaking the kiss, he whispers against my mouth, “What do you need right now, wife?”
“You.”
One word.
One truth.
Hayes Roman is all I need. All I want.
I rock my hips in response, and a delicious growl reverberates in his chest.
“Fuck.” He pulls back, looking up into my eyes. “I don’t deserve you.”
He doesn’t realize how wrong he is. That my uncle plans to use me as the downfall of his club. But for tonight, that doesn’t matter. Tonight is just the two of us.
