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Breathing like an animal, I lean over her, planting my hand next to her own on the bed. My muscles, from my groin to my throat are banded tight with need as more blood drives its way into my already straining cock.
Her expression is so soft, open, and trusting when she turns to look at me over her shoulder. It knocks my breath aside and fills my chest with an enormous ache.
Our mouths crash together for a hot, wet, burning kiss.
I feel greedy as fuck for everything I want from this woman. Surrender and trust in spite of all that I’ve put her through.
“I love you,” she whispers when I pull apart. “That was incredible. Now take me to that place, the place where we’re so deep in one another that there’s no space for the world to get between us.”
“Aye.” It’s all I can manage. I’m a fucking mess. Leaning over her, I fit my body above her and notch my cock into her glistening wet petals.
With my free hand, I stroke her, gliding my fingers over her clit as I hold myself still against her entrance. I coat myself with her wetness, then angle the crown of my cock against her soft slit. We both groan when I push through her opening, taking my time to drag the width of my head across her g-spot. Finally finding my home deep in her welcoming heat.
We last longer than I thought. But it’s never long enough. I never want it to end. When we come, we come together. Whispered love words, wrapping around us like ribbons, as our hearts roar in time together.
As we collapse onto the bed together, with Carra tight in my arms, a sense of foreboding blackens my mind.
This happy little cocoon we’re in as we wait for the wedding and all the things in our future to come is as fragile as a butterfly’s wings.
And we all know that butterflies, as beautiful as they are, live the briefest life of all.
CHAPTERTHIRTY-TWO
The next morning, we shower together. Which naturally leads to knee-buckling sex and a throat that’s raw from heavy breathing. It’s nine by the time we force ourselves apart, dress, and walk into the sitting room.
All eyes pivot toward us.
“Finally,” says Ariel with a knowing grin. “I was beginning to wonder if you two killed each other last night.”
Bashful suddenly, I make my smile small. “Nope, all good.”
“I bet you’re good, if all that screaming meant anything,” says Eva with a husky laugh, before she shifts gears. “Now, the agenda for today. I need to finalize the menu with the caterer. We’re in the final thirty-six-hour window now. Any last-minute changes have to happen today.”
Ariel raises a hand. “It’s my niece, Amelia’s birthday today, we talked about going. If we can, I’d really like to deliver a present to her house. But only if you think that’s safe.”
Max takes a seat on the long, sectional sofa and crosses his foot over his knee. “How long are we talking?”
“An hour tops. Just a quick visit.”
Concerned, he asks, “Is there a party?”
“Just a family thing, lunch and cupcakes. My sister, her husband, the five kids, no other guests. They have a bigger party planned at the trampoline place tonight, but I know that’s out of the question. And if you think it’s risky or something, then I understand.”
“I think this could happen,” Max says as he glances at Kieran. “What do you think?”
Kieran rests a hand on my shoulder, and I find myself leaning into him. “Carra and I actually want to speak with Nikki and Marcus today in person, so that could work out well.”
Ariel won’t look at me, but I can see the sheen in her eyes. She thinks we’re going to take Finn from Nikki and Marcus. “Ariel, could you and me have a few minutes to talk, alone?”
We leave the others and retreat to the bedroom, where I close the door. She walks to the windows, twisting her hair, which I know is a sign she’s nervous.
“Hey,” I say softly as I cross the room to stand beside her. “You doing okay?”
She sighs as her eyes move across the expansive view of Chicago. “I should be the one asking you that. But yes. I’m okay. I just feel... sad and conflicted.”
Resting my forehead on the window, I whisper, “Me too. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you that Kieran is Finn’s father. It just felt too dangerous. All of it. I was just in a terrible predicament. Truthfully, I’m still not sure what’s going to happen.”
“Will you take Finn?”
