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She curls her hand around my neck, pulling me back to her in a desperate kiss, our lips and teeth and tongues colliding as my hips now start to move in long, deep thrusts. I want this moment to last forever, so I force myself to go slow, to tease her with my fingers until she’s on the brink of release, only to stop as I still inside of her, trying to get myself under control too.
“Ethan,” she groans, frustrated, her heels digging into my ass.
I smile, finally giving her what she wants as I move my fingers back between us, pushing her closer and closer to the edge again until this time she finally falls over, clenching around me. It’s enough to send a jolt of electricity shooting down my spine as I thrust into her again and again and finally let go, exploding inside her.
“Fuck,” I breathe out, dropping my forehead to hers, the water cascading down around us.
Zoey lets out a soft laugh, her arms tightening around me as she says, “Yeah, I really needed that.”
Chuckling, I press a soft kiss to her lips. “I really need you.”
She smiles, brushing the wet hair back from my face. “You have me. I’m here now.”
We finish up in the shower and after we dry off and get dressed in some sweats, I take Zoey’s hand and lead her into the large walk-in closet I have. “Whenever you’re ready, I’ve made space for your things,” I say, pointing to the empty racks before opening the drawers I cleared my stuff out of during the two days I spent waiting for word on where she was, refusing to accept that she wasn’t coming back to me.
Zoey looks over at me, a smile on her face as she pushes up on her toes and kisses me. “Thank you.”
I squeeze her hand as I add, “This is your home now, Zoey. Anything you want to do, anything you want to change, do it, okay? I want you to feel at home here. Comfortable. And safe.”
“I do,” she murmurs, before adding, “But there is one thing I want to do.”
“Oh yeah?”
Her smile turns into a smirk as she slips her fingers into the waistband of my sweats and tugs. “Have dinner and then go to bed and do you.”
A loud laugh falls from my lips as I yank her against me, pressing a hard kiss to her mouth. “Abso-fucking-lutely, babe.”
CHAPTER12
ZOEY
Iwake up in bed next to Ethan, his arms wrapped around me, his face buried in my hair. He hasn’t let go of me since we were reunited, and I can’t blame him. I feel the same way, needing to be close to him, needing to feel the safety of his presence.
Nothing has come from my interview with the detective, but not like I thought they would solve this mess in a day. The detective even told me there’s a possibility that they’ll never find the person who did this to me, and I think that’s the part that haunts me the most.
This person is out there, festering with anger about me getting away, not getting their ransom money and there is always the idea that they’ll finish what they started. If they did it once, there’s nothing stopping them from trying again. Anyone that bold has no issue with taking things further.
“How’d you sleep?” Ethan asks, his eyes still closed, his voice quiet in the stillness of the bedroom. I love the way he wakes up thinking about me. He consumes my thoughts the same way.
I worry about him and how he’s handling all of this. This isn’t just about me. He was left with the fear that I might never return, scared for my safety. This is not something we both just let go of. He’s always going to need to know where I am, and I get that. He will always know where I am, and he will always be my first priority.
“How did you sleep?” I flip the question on him, which elicits a chuckle.
“Changing the subject on me, huh?” he says, sucking at my neck and making me giggle.
It feels good to feel normal, to feel like my life is back under my control. Now if I can just convince Ethan to let me go back to work tomorrow things would be even better.
I need the stability of work to keep me grounded. It’s only been a couple of days, but I’m growing restless and bored, needing the schedule and business that I find while I’m at Badger Creek. It keeps my mind going and keeps me from thinking about what happened. Currently, all I’ve done is think about my abduction and all the what-if scenarios in my downtime.
I’m tired of focusing on what happens if this guy comes back. Or if this time he doesn’t go after me, but he targets Ethan or my family. I can’t let this consume my life any longer and I have to have confidence in the detectives. It’s in their hands now.
Or at least this is what I’m trying to tell myself.
“I am because I know you’re struggling as much as I am,” I tell him, pulling him close to me, burrowing my face in the crook of his neck.
“I am, but Zoey, you will always be my number one concern. I will never stop worrying about you,” Ethan says, and it breaks my heart that we’re in this situation.
“I slept well,” I say, appeasing him. “No nightmares.”
