Page 133 of Brighter Together

My body tightens beneath him.

“Tommy.”

His mouth brushes my ear. “Come for me.”

That does it.

I cry out his name as the orgasm crashes through me.

He keeps moving, drawing it out until I’m shaking beneath him.

Then his rhythm breaks.

A deep groan escapes him as he comes.

For a few seconds, neither of us moves.

His forehead rests against my shoulder.

Our hands are still linked.

Then he carefully rolls to the side, taking me with him so I end up tucked against his chest.

His arms close around me.

I settle back against him and close my eyes.

This.

This is my favourite part.

Not that I intend to tell him that.

His ego is already difficult enough to manage.

“Ella-Bella, I forgot to get milk yesterday,” Tommy calls from the kitchen.

I’m standing in front of the wardrobe trying to decide what to wear for work this morning.

“I can have tea at work.”

Tommy appears in the bedroom doorway.

He is already in shirt and trousers, although his tie hangs loose around his neck.

“I’ll pop to the corner shop. It’ll take five minutes.”

“You do realise you own a hotel full of milk?”

“That is not the point.”

I smile.

“Fine.”

He crosses the room and kisses my neck.

“I’ll be back in a minute.”