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He didn’t live far from the restaurant, within walking distance. Once we got into the place, it was just as I would have pictured it—sparsely decorated with no pictures anywhere and just enough furniture to function.
“I didn’t have any pictures of us. Not any.” He put his arms around me from behind when I stopped in the living room. “Nothing but your old social media to stare at all the time.”
I spun around in his embrace and put my arms around his neck. I don’t know what I would have said because he kissed me, hard. It was possessive, and it was clear he had no intention of stopping. Max kissed and kissed and kissed me. His tongue slid over my bottom lip, then he bit me. Our tongues danced together, and he moaned. It was like one thing was happening and then the next. I couldn’t think or process. All I could do was feel.
Was it possible that my body could have been this lonely for his? It was like he was pooling energy back into me where I had been completely depleted from needing him and not having him. Finally, I pulled back enough to speak to him. “I was so tired from missing you.”
“Exhausted. You are life to me. I wish I could have known myself better before you were gone. Then I would have said yes, Hope, I love you. But I’m going to love you in a really fucked up way because I’ve got a number of screws loose.”
“Your brand of fucked up works for me, Max.”
He picked me up and carried me to the bedroom. I knew these sheets. They were the same one he’d had at his cabin. Helaid me down on the bed, gently, and with the sweetest, easiest movement, he came over me so that his body hovered over mine.
“I really want to be inside of you.”
I kissed his chin. “That’s what I want too. It is the endgame for what we’re doing.”
He smiled down at me. This was real. This was happening. I was there. With him. “What I mean is that I want to be inside of you. No condom. Just you. Just me. Nothing between us.”
That sounded like heaven. “You can have that.”
Max lifted his eyebrows. “You’re ready to potentially have a baby? I would love that. Putting a baby inside of you is one of my fantasies. I didn’t think you’d want that just yet.”
He smelled like mine. “Don’t worry about that. I’m on the pill now. Not going to get me pregnant, not yet.”
His face fell. Was he that disappointed that he couldn’t get me pregnant right this second? We were absolutely not in a place yet where we should be getting pregnant, not that I was opposed to the idea of having his babies. “What’s the matter?”
“I…I’m just… I guess I didn’t realize you’d be on the pill. I didn’t really let myself think that you’d have been with someone else. I couldn’t. You were mine, and I let you go. The fact that you were with someone else is my fucking fault. I just want to kill whomever it was. I need a second to reset.”
I shook my head. “There hasn’t been anyone else. I’m on the pill to take care of my bad periods. The cramps. The doctor in Seattle thought it was ridiculous I wasn’t already on it.”
Max blinked. For a second, he looked downright befuddled. “Oh, I thought…” He closed his eyes. “Shit.”
I smirked at him. “Actually, if you want the honest-to-god truth, I was thinking about having sex with someone else.” His eyes flew open. “And then you showed up on television, so I broke up with the guy and came here.”
“Thank fuck I filmed that segment.” He took a long breath. “Have I spoiled the moment?”
I ground my hips into his. “Not possible.”
“Good.”
Max went back to kissing me, and I let myself get lost in it. Slowly, we undressed each other. I’d been right when I thought he looked thinner on television. Still gorgeous, but leaner. Apparently, he’d been cooking for others but not eating any of it himself. He smoothed his hand over my belly button with the ring before he smirked at me. A second later, he tongued it.
I moaned. Yes, this was the image I’d had that I’d gotten myself off on so many times. Max had just done it. Exactly like I’d wished he would.
“Oh, you like this.” He kissed my stomach. “And I really like this new decoration you gave me to play with on your body.”
I grinned at him. “Can I admit that when I got it, I kept thinking of you?”
“Yes, you can admit that. I fucking love it.”
I ran my hands over his body, feeling his muscles jump beneath my touch. I couldn’t believe I was back in his arms. He loved me. The thought spurred me to kiss his chest. Then his stomach. He groaned. “You do that, and I’m going to be in you very, very fast.”
Leaning back, I stared up at him. “What would be wrong with that?”
“Fuck, Hope.”
That seemed to really spur him onward. He was all over me like he couldn’t stay in one place long before he had to have his mouth someplace else. Both of my thighs. My stomach, my hips, my chin. I could hardly hold on to him, and then he was there.
