"My, my, those eyes like fire..." I start.
"I know the words." Her voice is nothing more than a whisper.
We stare at each other for a long while, the only movement is our chests rising and falling with each breath.
"What if I hadn’t come back?"
"Then it would be like plenty of my other tattoos—a painful reminder of something I once loved and lost."
I want her just as bad as I did minutes ago, but now something's changed. The energy between us has shifted. I lean her back on the bed and crawl over her, lowering myself down until we're pressed chest to chest.
"I can't tell you that I'll never be taken from you. We both know I can't promise that. But Icanpromise you that I'll never willingly walk away from you."
She doesn't respond with words; she only pulls me down to kiss her. Our mouths move slowly in sync, our tongues teasing each other.
I shudder when I feel her hand slide into my underwear and wrap around my cock. With one hand, I pull them down and kick them off. When I settle back on top of her, her legs are spread wide for me. Her hand guides me to her entrance. It's warm and wet, waiting for me. With a slow thrust of my hips, I slide into her. I curse under my breath at the feeling of her wrapped around me so tightly.
The next several minutes are a dance of body parts, a chorus of moans and desperate pleas for more. I don't stop until Blake is trembling beneath me and my come is burieddeep inside her. None of it was hurried or aggressive like earlier.
"Fuck, I missed you." I kiss her lips, across her jaw, and up her cheek. I stop when I feel moisture under my lips. I pull back to find Blake's cheeks streaked with tears.
"Everything okay?"
She nods her head, her eyes pressed shut. "Yeah, I'm fine. I honestly don't know where those came from." She starts to wipe her cheeks, but I grab her hand to stop her.
I use my thumb to finish wiping her tears for her. "Are you sad?"
"No." She finally opens her eyes to look at me. "I know this sounds really fucking dumb, but I think I'm just happy. Who would have thought?"
I can't help but chuckle. Of course Blake would take an intimate moment and ruin it with curses and sarcasm. "That doesn't sound dumb at all."
I plant another kiss on her lips before pulling out of her and rolling onto my side, next to her.
She rolls over to face me and stares down at my stomach again, using her finger to trace the outline of my new tattoo. "You really got this for me?"
"Seriously? Do I need to give you the cheesy explanation all over again?"
"No." Her fingers shoot up to cover my lips. "Please don't. I love you, but I can only handle so much romance in one night, okay?"
Her eyes get big, and she looks like she's choking on words that already slipped out of her mouth. I don't say anything, afraid I'll spook her more than she already is.
"I didn't mean it like that. I mean, maybe I did. But I didn't."
"Shhh," I grab her hand that's still on my lips and put itdown by her side, rubbing my finger across her knuckles, "you don't need to explain. We can pretend you didn't say it if that's what you'd prefer."
Of course, I don'twanther to take it back, but I also want her to take things at her own pace. I don't want a slip-up like this to be the reason she pushes me away again.
"What I mean is...I said it flippantly, like I was talking to one of my close friends. I don't know if I feel the same way you do right now, but that doesn't mean I can't get there. I think I can get there. With you. But if and when I do say it to you for real, I want you to know I really mean it."
"I understand." Though hearing her admit she's not where I'm at is a bit disappointing, it makes my heart happy to hear her say she thinks she can get there someday. "All I want is the truth from you. So, thank you for being honest."
"Do I get another reward for an honest answer?"
"You ready to go again?" I try not to think about the fact that it's probably 3:00 in the morning right now.
She wraps her hand around my cock that's sporting a semi right now. "He seems ready to go again."
"You devil woman. You're going to kill me."
