Page 87 of Canadian Spring


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He stopped any retort she would’ve had as he slowly ran his tongue over the trail of icing on her body. Lapping up the sweetness, he ran his tongue over the circle of her belly button and made his way down, kneeling on the floor in front of her.

Skylar moaned as he threw her legs over his shoulders and dove in, adding her unique taste to the flavour of the icing. Lapping her up, he worked his way from her entrance to her clit, taking his time to savour her. Her moans egged him on and kept him moving at a torturously slow pace as he swirled around her hard bud, bringing her to the edge before moving back down.

He held her hips against the counter as she bucked against him. He knew she needed more and sought out the release she needed so badly, but he wasn’t ready to give it to her yet.

“Dyllan,” she half moaned, half pleaded as she tried to guide his head with her hands tangled in his hair.

Her impatience only made him move slower, taking his time as he kissed, sucked, and caressed her. Each pass drove her closer and closer to the edge, making her moans and pleads louder.

“Please, Dyllan. I need you.”

Chuckling against her, he gave in, letting her have the sweet release that she craved.

Sucking her clit into his mouth as he thrust two fingers into her entrance, she fell apart immediately. Strangling his fingers as she spasmed around him, he nipped and pulled at her bud until she nudged him away from her.

Smiling as he stood, he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand; no doubt her sweetness covered his beard, but he didn’t care. Without giving her time to react, he captured her mouth in a kiss as he grabbed her hips and spread her thighs. Wasting no time, he slid into her, teasing her with every inch, he moved slowly, taking his time working his way to the hilt.

“Dyllan,” she moaned in the way that she knew got him going. He felt her lust through his whole body when she made that noise, and at that moment, he couldn’t do anything but give her what she wanted.

Grabbing her hips, he thrust home, giving her exactly what she wanted. Skylar gasped as she threw her head back, holding on to him as he picked up his pace, thrusting harder and harder. Their bodies shone slick with sweat as they came together, releasing everything they’d gone through. No more hurt or pain. No more uncertainty. They only felt their love for one another.

“Fuck, babydoll. I missed you so much.” Dyllan ground out as she dug her heels into his ass, encouraging him to go harder and deeper.

“Missed you too, Grumpy Bear,” she panted.

Reaching between their bodies, he ran his thumb over her clit in tight circles until she exploded once more. Spasming around him, she held him tight, causing him to lose control. Placing his forehead on her shoulder, he let go of everything. His release wasn’t just sexual; it was emotional as well. He let go of all the uncertainty and hurt. He let go of the guilt over Jax’s death. Most of all, he let go of thinking that Skylar was better off without him. He’d be dammed if he’d let anything come between them again, even himself.

Without warning, Dyllan picked her up and, without breaking their contact, carried her down the hall to their bedroom. He placed her down before walking to the bathroom, rinsing himself off before running a facecloth under warm water and returning to her. She began to fall asleep with a smile on her face as he ran the cloth over her.

“Ready for round two already? Just give me a minute,” she said dreamily.

“I think you’ll need more than a minute,” he laughed, throwing the towel in with the dirty clothes before crawling in beside her. Tucking her into his side, he kissed her head as she threw her arm over his shoulder and her leg over his.

For the first time in his life, a sense of peace washed over him. He focused on Skylar’s soft breathing to stay in the moment. The feel of her breath as it fanned over his skin soothed him, just as the heat from her touch warmed him. She did what no one had been able to do, and that was to help him feel. He could feel her love for him. Her acceptance of him no matter what he’d done or been through.

Through her love, he was starting to see that he’d put a wall up with his friends in Logan Creek as well. He needed to break them down and let them in. To be part of the group that had welcomed him since his first day back in Logan Creek.

He started to see a future for himself.

Holding his wife in his arms was the most precious feeling in the world, and he fell asleep knowing that no matter what it was that got them to this point, it had all been worth it.

“Four of a kind,” Travis proudly said as he placed his cards down in front of him on the green felt poker table.

“Fuck,” Brody said as he threw his cards down.

“Seriously, man. You can’t lie worth shit around us on a normal day, but you turn into a card shark for this? Not fair,” Zach said, throwing his cards down.

“Don’t hate the player; hate the game,” Travis said, shooting Zach a smile.

“What about you, Dyllan? Please tell me you can knock his ego down just a little,” Brody grumbled beside him.

“Aw, is Brody getting upset because I’m taking all his money?” Travis asked in a mocking, pouty voice as he patted Brody on the head.

“Fuck off, Langston.” Brody swatted his hand away.

“Looks like someone might take your Grumpy Bear title, Dyllan,” Zack ribbed.

“Like hell,” Dyllan said, looking down at his cards before scanning the table. “Can we continue playing now or are we going to act like children all day?”

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