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Her head had a lump the size of an orange, black mascara streaked her cheeks, and her dress was wrinkled and sitting crooked. It showed her strength—the fighter she was and continued to be. It showed her resilience. It showed the real Allison. “You never looked more beautiful.”
Chapter 28
Reid lay in bed, holding Allison in his arms, thanking the universe that she was still here. The kid who kidnapped her was inexperienced, and that gun he accidentally shot could have easily put a bullet into Allison. Reid was counting his blessings that didn’t happen.
Allison’s award sat on his nightstand. She had wanted to keep it close. See it when she fell asleep and be one of the first things she saw when she woke, other than him, of course.
He still laughed about the crowd’s reaction when she took the stage, looking as if she’d just come out of the warzone. She had, and she was more than happy, to tell her tale. His girl got a standing ovation in the end, and he had clapped the loudest.
She picked up her cell, and he knew she was scrolling through her social media feeds. Her segment had aired last night in a breaking news flash. People had been texting and calling her most of the night. Thankfully, she had put her phone on silent, and he got to give her body a thorough check and kiss every bruise and ache.
A smile spread across her face, and he touched the corner of her mouth. “I love your smile.”
She kissed the pad of his finger. “Tell me what else you love about me.”
He moved his hand and brushed her hair behind her ear. “I love how your hair falls over me like a curtain when you’re riding my cock.”
She gasped. “Such a dirty mouth.” Her teeth slid over her bottom lip. “I like it. Keep going.”
His touch traced along her ear and over her collarbone. “I love how when I kiss right here, you tighten around me.”
Heat prickled his skin, and a desperate want settled in his veins.
His finger moved, gliding across her skin and circling her taut nipple. “I love how your nipples react to me.” He bent his head, swiping his tongue across the tightened bead. He pulled back, blowing gently. Her skin puckered. He switched to the other, repeating his actions. Her nipples peaked, as if trying to reach for his mouth.
Not one to disappoint, Reid brushed his thumb across one while he swirled his tongue around the other. Her body arched, and he reached beneath her, grabbing a handful of her ass. “I love your tight ass.” He squeezed her flesh and her butt rubbed against his palm.
His tongue slid down her stomach and to her legs. He kissed the smooth skin of her inner thigh. “I love how you wrap these around my head when I’m about to make you come with my tongue.”
A moan rumbled up her throat, and she arched off the bed. He was barely touching her, but she reacted as if his hands were all over her body.
“Keep going,” she begged.
He settled his mouth right above her sex before dipping his head and kissing the swollen bundle of nerves. His tongue lashed out, and she shook before he shifted, swiping his tongue through her folds.
A sharp inhale of breath echoed throughout the room. He loved how she reacted to his touch. Loved how she never held back for him. He smiled against her just before he thrust a finger deep. She slammed her hands down on the bed, grabbing fistfuls of comforter.
“I love how wet you are for me.”
“So wet,” she moaned.
He slid his finger out, and his lips moved up her body. She pouted, letting him know she disapproved of his retreat. He looked up at her and smiled as he placed a kiss on her stomach, her nipples, then her mouth.
His hand found her waist. “I love this curve.” He tightened his hold. “It’s like it was shaped for my hand alone.”
He kissed her again and pulled back, her whisky-colored eyes boring into him. And all those little random visions of a future he thought unattainable didn’t just pop into his head, but flooded his mind. Allison in a wedding dress, walking toward him with that beautiful real smile of hers. Kids that shared her eyes and spunky personality, running around a front yard in Bruins jerseys. A life of sitting together on the porch after a long day, and growing old together, watching as their kids grew older and eventually their grandkids took the honors of tearing up the yard.
Her lips crashed to his, and she kissed him with everything she had. “I love you too, Connor Reid Flynn Silva. And maybe, I always have.”
“Marry me.”
“What? We just started dating.”
He ran a thumb over her nipple, loving how she wiggled against him. “And a decade of fighting. I think we’re ahead of the game.”
She laughed, her head falling back, her chest pressing forward. Unable to help himself, he dipped his head, taking the tight bead in his mouth. She moaned and rocked her hips against his erection. He swirled his tongue and, with a kiss, drew away from temptation.
“Allison Winters?” He looked up into those beautiful eyes that never could hide her true feelings from him. “Marry me?”
