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She rolled on her back, rolling her wrists back and forth. “Thank you?”
I chuckled, tossing the towel across the room. I crawled back on the bed to join her.
I kissed along her neck and throat. Her eyes closed and she smiled, soaking in the attention I gave every inch of her body.
“Do you think we should talk about it?” I asked.
Her eyes flew open. “About what?”
“This. Us.” I pressed up on my elbow. I wanted to be able to take her all in and to follow her expression
“We’ve done something we’ve waited five years to do.”
“I-I—” I caught her lips between mine and aligned my body to hers.
“Don’t overthink it,” I teased, pulling her to my chest. Her skin was warm and soft. I grazed the contours of her nipples and hips.
She purred at my touches. “Knight?”
“Mmm?” I wanted to lie in bed with her all day. Get to know her again. Memorize all the sounds she could make and the movements of her body.
“Never mind. You’re right. I’m just going to overthink it. I’ll screw it up if I try to talk about it. This was perfect and beautiful. The entire night with you was the most incredible experience…” Her voice began to crack.
I nodded, making another row of kisses along her collarbone. “It was perfect.” I leaned up on my elbow. “You can’t screw it up. Not when it’s like this. I couldn’t have asked for it to be more or anything else.”
Her eyes softened with recognition. “You’re right. Again. But don’t get used to that,” she teased. “I prefer to be the one who is always right.”
I laughed. “I may have waited five years for you to say that. And it was damn worth it.”
“Really?”
“Want to say it again and see what happens?”
Her fingers lingered next to my jaw, just enough I could feel the heat from her palm. The anticipation of her touch drove me crazy. Everything about her drove me crazy. It always had from the first night we met in the pool house, to the first-time laying eyes on her after five years. She was a part of me and always had been since the first hello.
Loving Kennedy. Needing Kennedy. Wanting Kennedy. The desires and passions for her had felt like dreams suffocated under water and now they’d been freed to the surface. They were floating, buoyed by the truth that we no longer had to hide our feelings. Kennedy was my shelter. She was home. She was everything I’d always wanted. She was mine after all this time. The woman I loved was mine.
“I need to know something.”
I tilted her chin so I could look in her eyes. “What is it?”
“Just tell me you won’t go back to France. You won’t leave again.”
My eyes widened. There was a deep pain in the center of my chest. “No. Oh my God. No. I’m here and staying here. You know why I had to stay away and you know why I’m back.”
I searched her eyes for belief in my words. For reassurance that she trusted me.
She blinked back tears that had begun to dampen her lashes. “It was a stupid thing to say.”
“It wasn’t.” I kissed her lips. My mouth covered hers. “I won’t leave again. I promise you.”
She moaned lightly as I stroked her tongue with mine. She curled her naked body around mine. I pulled her under me, the kiss becoming more fevered with each lash, with each bite until her hips began to dance wildly. I slipped my fingers inside her warm center.
“Ohh,” she moaned as I began to pump them in and out, taking time to swirl around her clit and touch so that each and every nerve-ending was on fire.
She stared into my eyes with a look of wonder and question.
“Shh.” I pressed a rough kiss on her mouth. “Just come again.”
