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He roars in a hushed timbre, bucking harder. My orgasm bursts free, making me moan into his inked flesh. Lights shine behind my eyelids as tendrils of ecstasy skate through my bloodstream.
Deep inside me, his cock swells and pulses, signaling his impending release. His thrusts get clumsy and ragged when he comes, but the continued pressure of his pelvis on my clit gives me everything I need to ride out my pleasure.
Our breaths echo around the kitchen, and our chests rock against each other with every deep pull of air. His hips slow to a halt, but he stays inside me, small pulses drawing out the sensations.
Once my vision comes into focus, he’s wearing the grin of a sated man. He kisses me, caressing me with graceful and languid strokes of his tongue.
As the kiss continues, the intensity changes. Tenderness becomes desperation. A longing. But not sexual desperation this time.
It’s more than that. It’s deeper.
My heart slams wildly in my chest, and it’s not because of the sexual workout. It’s how he looks at me when he pulls back.
A mix of happiness and sorrow etched into his features.
Or is thatfear?
My need to know what’s happening rages, unchecked, until the words burst free. “What’s the matter?”
The lines beside his eyes pinch tight, and his forehead wrinkles. After a subtle shake of his head, he kisses me again. This time with a tangible longing.
He withdraws from my body, then tucks himself in his pants while I straighten my underwear and skirt so I don’t drip all over the counter.
Once we’re better situated, he cups my cheeks and captures my gaze. “Mia, I’m falling for you. I can’t stop it. Believe me, I’ve tried.”
There’s abutcoming.
I sense it there, hiding behind the heavy pause.
It would be easy to let him end his declaration there. To tell him I feel the same, kiss him, and ask him to take me to bed.
As painless as that might be, it wouldn’t be fair to either of us. I don’t want to hide anything from him and won’t let him hide from me.
We started with too many things unsaid. Too many secrets— all of them mine.
If this is going to work— and dammit, Iwantit to work more than I’ve ever wanted anything— then we have to be honest with each other. No shields and no denial.
“But?” I prod, determined to expose whatever is troubling him.
He exhales, sailing a wisp of his warm breath across my face. “But we’re not balanced, and it worries me.”
“Balanced?”
“You know everything about me.Everything. Yet you’re so guarded. I’m picking up little bits of you, trying to put the pieces together like a puzzle. I’m crazy about the parts of you I can see, and Ifeellike I know you. But the truth is, I don’t. I need you to let me in.”
Tears sting the back of my eyes. “I want that kind of balance with you.I do.It’s hard for me, but Iamtrying. I’ve never wanted anyone to see all of me before. Until you.” In a scant whisper, I confess, “But I don’t know how to let you in.”
“All you need to do is show me your missing pieces. Let me see all of you. The jagged edges and the rounded corners. Whether they’re good or bad, dark or light. I want to see everything that makes you who you are. And I swear to you, I’ll put the pieces together. All you have to do is show them to me.”
“What if you don’t like what you see?”
“And what if I do?”
Moisture pools in my eyes, making it hard to see him clearly, and his words slam into my solar plexus. “I’m afraid you won’t.”
“I know you are, baby. Love is scary. I’m scared too. But my fears are different from yours.”
“What are yours?”
