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He pulled me up right into his lap, and his arms wrapped around me. I felt his hand on the back of my head, and he stared at me. “Fuck, I thought I lost you,” he rasped, pressing his lips to mine.
Everything snapped into place.
The last memory I had of him. The anger and hurt that masked his features as he sent me away. The kidnapping. The fire. None of that mattered now. The only thing that mattered was this.
Us.
Our hearts were beating as we breathed.
We breathed for each other.
My lips danced with his, my hands sliding into his hair. His hat fell forward slanting over both of us, but we didn’t care. I whimpered, savoring his taste as his tongue touched mine. He kissed me harshly, with a desperation that went beyond words. There were no words to describe this kiss. His head slanted as he kissed me deeper. My fingers gripped his hair, and I pressed my body further against him. I could feel his heartbeat against me, and that had me gasping.
I pulled away and looked into his eyes.
“Denver?”
“Yes, my love.”
“What’s your mother’s name?” I asked, bringing my hands to his face. His beard felt like home—he felt like home. His dark brows came together, and his throat bobbed.
“Jane. Her name was Jane.”
Tears filled my eyes as I nodded. I didn’t give him a response. I couldn’t. So, I kissed him again.
Okay, Jane. I’ll do it.
I’ll breathe for him.
He’ll breathe for Caleb, and he’ll breathe for me, too…
Epilogue
Denver
August
“Baby,” I growled, pulling her back to me.
“Denver,” she protested.
My hands slid up her wet, naked body. “Not starting my fucking day without being inside of you.” My hands cupped her breasts, squeezing them. She arched against me, her perfect ass rubbing against my hardness.
“We woke up late…”
With another short growl, I pressed her against the shower wall, my hand on the back of her neck. Then, I lifted her leg, placed her foot on the ledge as I lined my dick up with her soaking entrance. With a slow, powerful thrust, I sunk into her tight, magnificent heat. Our bodies connected, and I felt like I could breathe easier again. The fire was nearly two months ago. The forest was healing, and so were we.
Every morning, I made love to Valerie. Slow and sensual or hard and fast, it didn’t matter to me. I just needed to be inside of her. I needed to feel her body against mine, needed her to hear her cries of pleasure. Most of all, I needed to tell her I loved her while we were connected.
“Honey,” she gasped, reaching back and gripping my wrist.
“I know, baby,” I whispered in her ear, pulling out and thrusting inside her, to the hilt this time. She quivered around me. Fuck, I would never tire of her.
“D-Denver, move,” she begged, grinding back against me. My hand came to her front, gripping her throat and pulling her flush against me. Her head rested on my shoulder, her mouth close to my ear, just the way I liked it. I moved slowly at first so I could savor her.
I was supposed to be down at the barn an hour ago. We were sending some cattle to the livestock exchange today, and then we would begin to prep for the next season. But since the fire, I couldn’t leave the house without showing her how much I loved her, with my tongue, hands, and my cock.
I pulled out and slammed into her again, her gasps playing like a symphony to me, over and over, until her nails were digging into my skin. Her cunt tightened around me, fluttering, and I knew she was close.
