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I sucked him harder, like he was my own personal lollipop, then pulled back slowly, letting my teeth scrape along his length on the way before taking him in again, as deep as I could.
“Shit, Siren. You feel too fucking good.”
I’m not sure what I’d been so nervous about. This was fun, trying different things with my tongue, figuring out what he liked best and driving him crazy. It was a rush unlike anything I’d ever experienced.Iwas the one making him moan and grasp at my hair like it was a lifeline.
“I’m going to come,” he gritted out. “If you don’t want me to do that in your mouth, you need to move now.”
I grinned around his cock and sucked harder.
“Fucking hell,” he groaned just before his salty come hit the back of my throat.
I locked eyes with him as I swallowed, and the look he gave me made me shiver.
“Get back up here.” He pulled me to my feet and sealed his lips over mine in a scorching kiss that I felt in my very soul.
His arms were warm around me. I’d never felt so safe before in my life, like I was home—the kind that went far beyond a house or belongings.
* * *
“You goingto tell me what happened before I came over?” Sam asked.
We were sitting on the single couch in the living room, facing a dark TV with untouched drinks on the coffee table in front of us.
“I was getting ice cream with Shawn when he got the phone call that Thomas had been hurt,” I said. “He dropped me off here and left.” It wasn’t a lie. It just wasn’t the whole story.
“Don’t bullshit me, Siren.”
A slice of pain cut through my chest. It had been so easy to forget my problems when I was losing myself in Sam, but I should have known it wouldn’t last. He always had a way of looking right through me and demanding I face everything I didn’t want to.
“What’s wrong?” he asked, dark eyes boring into mine with so much intensity it nearly stole my breath.
“I’m infertile,” I whispered, looking away from him. I didn’t want to see his pity. “I can’t have children.”
The silence stretched between us, each second feeling heavier and more suffocating than the last.
“Look at me,” Sam finally said.
I didn’t want to. I wanted the ground to open up and swallow me whole, to take away the pain and grief.
“Please, Siren.”
I turned and our gazes collided. Tension sparked between us like a living thing. Sam pressed one palm to the center of my chest while his other hand cupped my cheek.
“I’m sorry. I know it’s not fair and it hurts, but you’re going to get through this. I know you, Siren. You’re the strongest soul I’ve ever met.”
“I don’t feel like it right now,” I admitted.
“You’ll just have to take my word for it. You can turn this into something good. I know that’s hard to believe right now, but it’s the truth.”
“Is that your way of saying everything happens for a reason?”
“No.” His thumb swept over my lips. “It’s my way of saying that you’re going to be an amazing mother someday, and it doesn’t matter if those kids have your eyes or your blood. They’ll beyours. You have so much love to give, Siren. Your children are going to be so lucky.”
I swallowed the lump rising in my throat. I’d never understand how Sam always knew the perfect words to make me feel better. Maybe it was because I never felt like he was sparing my feelings. He was honest to the point of being cruel, so when he said something, I believed him.
“What about you?” I asked. “Why did you come here tonight?”
He dropped his hand from my cheek and faced the blank TV screen. “My brother’s sick.”
