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I swallow hard. I'm an idiot. If she wants to give it, I should just take it. But I can't, because she means more to me, and this means everything to her, clearly.
“I made this decision before tonight, Nick,” she says sharply. “I already decided I want it to be you.”
I drop my chin into my chest and drag my hand through my hair, cursing, “You're killing me, Sadie.”
She finds her knees, the blanket dropping away from her body, my shirt loose around her thighs. Seeing her in my clothes does something to me. It ignites a heat—a dark demon that hovers under the surface, itching to consume her as she inches closer to me. And when her hand connects with my shoulder, I'm driven by that demon inside, the darkness that has lusted for this woman for too long.
My hand connects with her hip as the other scoops her under her knees, flipping her back onto the bed. She gasps a small shriek that gets lost in my kiss before I tear away to growl low, “I won't fuck you tonight. Not when we have other people sleeping under this roof, because when I take you, you’re going to scream my name, baby. And that’s for me. Only me,” I warn her as her eyes get big. “But I will make you come undone for me,” I promise, my knee kicking her legs apart, my hand sinking between her thighs as she sucks in a breath that trembles between red lips that are bruised from my claiming kiss.
She’s the picture of desire, painted in the soft golden light of the bedside lamp in the moment before she launches herself up, her mouth connecting with mine in a kiss that is so deep, I think I taste her soul. It's soft, like the wings of a butterfly. Strong and determined, like forged iron. I want to carve myself into her soul. I want to brand her, and mark her, and devour her.
I’m not slow or gentle as I push my hand into her panties and find wet. I growl into her mouth, loving the silky feel of her as I plunge two fingers deep. Her body arcs, her chest connecting with mine and I clutch her to me. It doesn't take long to make her shatter. For the cry on her lips to spill into my mouth. I swallow her sounds, gulping them back like I’m tasting Heaven.
Falling into this woman is like falling into a lullaby. Music. Bliss. The very thing I could get lost in for eternity. I could sell my soul to this woman. She is my salvation. She’s my gift after years of darkness and solitude.
She’s life.
She’s my second chance at it—at life—and I'm not letting her go.
ChapterTwenty-Five
Sadie
“I'm not kidding, Katie.” I pinch the phone between shoulder and ear as I fold another shirt. I’ve been here for a week, so laundry is well overdue. “You'd really like Will.”
Katie grunts on the other end of the line. “You know what I think you're doing?” she demands, and I blink as she explains. “I think you're talking about this Will guy, trying to get me interested so that I don't pressure you for details about your hot mountain man.”
“That that's not what I'm doing.”
“I think it’s exactly what you're doing, babe.”
“Katie, I'm serious. Will is perfect for you.” I drop a folded shirt onto the pile and grab another as Claus looks at me through sleepy eyes from where he’s curled up on a throw on the middle of the bed. He’s warmed up a lot in the last couple days.
“Okay, well Mr. Perfect For Me is a few too many States away to actually be perfect for me.”
“There are planes.”
Katie grunts again. “Unlike you, I'm not crazy enough to fly away for Christmas to some unknown place with unknown people.”
“Oh, whatever,” I huff. “Come after Christmas.”
“Sadie,” Katie warns. “I want to know what happened with that man.”
I groan and reply, because if I don’t, she’s unlikely to give up. “Nothing.”
“Sadie!”
“I’m serious!” I shriek. “Nothing. Literally nothing.” I’m thankful the house is silent, because Nick's outside currently plowing snow. We got another dump last night, and he's working on the neighbor's drives now. He probably won't be in for another hour.
“Nothing?” Katie deadpans.
“Nothing,” I repeat. “That's the problem.” I continue moaning into the line. “Nothing has happened.”
Katie makes a noise. “What do you mean, nothing has happened?”
“Exactly what I said,” I huff. “I told him I'm a virgin, and that I wanted to have sex with him, and he did nothing about it.”
“Nothing about it?” she echoes, in shock.
