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“Ivyyy…”
My mouth curves in a smile and I skim my hands over his flexing biceps. So hard and strong. Like rock. I explore his firm body a little more then squeeze his ass as my inner muscles clench around his cock, trying to pull him deeper.
My lower body begins to contract as the orgasm builds then blows. I scream Eric’s name as the pulsing pleasure pushes me straight over the edge.
Just when I think he can’t fill me up anymore, Eric lifts my legs over his shoulders and picks up his pace, slamming into me. This position is more intimate than anything we’ve experienced before. Our faces are so close, and we’re looking right into each other’s eyes, the connection solid, intense, a promise of forever. Those Russian green eyes of his are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen and the moment his release hits, they smolder with a bright sage fire.
And all I want is to be consumed.
Panting hard, Eric lowers my legs and drops down beside me. I turn my head to see him staring at me and he reaches over and tucks a loose wave behind my ear.
“Do you have any idea how much I love you, Ivy?” he asks, voice raw and full of emotion.
“You do?” Hearing him say those words makes my heart start beating triple time. “More than all the vintage classics in the world?”
“More thananything.”The flirty, flippant playboy is nowhere to be found and in his place is a compassionate, genuine and tender partner who’s looking at me right now as though I’m the most important thing in his world.
“Good. Because I love you, too, flyboy.”
He chuckles and murmurs, “Be right back.”
A few moments later, he returns with a warm washcloth and gently wipes between my legs. After tossing it aside, he pulls me into his arms and my world is suddenly, irrevocably complete.
There’s so much I still want to know about this man. I think I could probably learn something new every single day for the rest of our lives. I’ve never met anyone as fascinating as Eric Finn.
“You have a lot of sides, you know that?” I murmur and press a kiss to his smooth chest.
“I like keeping you on your toes.” He tosses me a smirk.
My fingers trail around his flat nipple and he catches my hand, pressing a kiss to my knuckles. “Tell me something I don’t know about you.”
“What do you want to know?” he asks.
I’m debating whether to keep the mood light, but I’m still so curious about his childhood. “Well,” I begin carefully, “I don’t know anything about your family.”
“The Slater team is my family. And you…if you’d like to be.”
“I’d love that,” I say sincerely, my heart expanding. “Do you ever go back to Indiana?”
“No.”
I wait for him to offer more information, but I can tell he’s reluctant. “I don’t want you to think I’m prying. If you don’t want to talk about it, I understand.”
He releases a pent-up sigh. “I’m sorry, it’s just hard going back to memories of Aurora. I have very few good ones.”
“Why?” I whisper, turning around to face him. I lay a hand along his jaw and when his green-gray eyes meet mine they look so very sad. My heart catches and I press a light kiss against his lips.
“My real family was never there for me. My mom left when I was a baby, but I can’t blame her.I grew up in a trailer park with an alcoholic father who cared more about his Jack Daniels than he ever did about either of us.”
There’s no vehemence in his words, so I can tell he’s accepted his past and not bitter about it. But the sadness is there, clinging to him, and even though I want to be strong and supportive, tears burn my eyes.
“Eric,” I murmur and reach for his hand. His fingers lace through mine and I squeeze them, encouraging him to release whatever he might be holding on to, whatever demons are still weighing his haunted heart down. “Did he hurt you?”
“He didn’t beat me, if that’s what you mean. He just…ignored me.”
Suddenly, I see a glimpse of the lost, little boy he must’ve been growing up. The one no one paid attention to.The little boy with no one to depend on and no parents who tucked him in at night or encouraged his dreams or said I love you.
It breaks my heart on every level.
