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“I’m torn. On one hand, your skin is perfect. Unmarked. Silky smooth.” He lifts the hem of my shirt and lays his hand flatagainst the small of my back, sliding the other into my leggings to cup my ass. “But on the other, seeing my name inked into it… Thatdoesthingsto a guy.”
Before I can answer, he brushes his mouth against mine, then lifts me so that my legs wrap around his waist. I figure he’s going to kiss me here for a while, but to my surprise, he whips us both around and lunges up the stairs three at a time. I laugh and giggle as we collapse in a heap of limbs on the bed.
He rears up and looks down at me. When I see the seriousness in his gaze, the heat and the smoke, all my giggles fade.
Beck brushes his finger from my temple to my jaw. “You’re mine, Sloan. All mine. And I…”
He falls silent for a moment as he slides his hand up my ribcage and uses his thumb to stroke the underside of my breast. Then he drags his eyes back up to meet mine before he finishes. “And I love you, Sloan.”
My breath catches in my throat. The last time someone told me they loved me was my dad, and he’s dead now. Before then, it was my fifth grade boyfriend who told me,I love you, but I love Charity Sinclair more.
So to hear it now is enough to bring tears to my eyes. “I love you, too.”
And then he kisses me and this one is the best kiss of my life. The one that locks us in. The one that is more important than a wedding ring.
This kiss is a promise we’re making and I will hold him to it for the rest of my life.
“I mean it, Sloan. I love you with every part of me. With all that I am and all that I have.”
I don’t know how I got to be so lucky, but all the years before this one don’t matter anymore. All the time I spent on this earth before this moment fades from memory and all that’s left is what I have right now.
The kisses, the touches, the nibbles and nips all take on a new meaning. They aren’t only sex anymore.
They’relove.
He glides his hand across my belly and pulls me into his side without ever taking his mouth off mine. I kiss him back unreservedly. We get naked. It’s messy, awkward, but it’s fueled by desire that doesn’t care about messes or awkwardness, so it’s all fine. If there are bumps and bruises along the way, that’s okay.
He kisses a trail down my throat, across my collarbone, down my breasts so he can lave attention on each nipple. I whimper and moan and thread my fingers into his hair. He sucks the skin of my belly into his mouth, then swirls his tongue while his fingers continue toying with my nipple. He moves down my body, kissing everywhere he can reach, then he settles between my legs and swipes his tongue over my clit.
Oh, God.
When he slides his finger inside me, then pulls it out and adds a second, I gasp, then cry out with sheer pleasure.
The tension in my body builds to a peak. I’m about to tumble over when I look down at him and see his smile.
Then he shoves me right over the edge.
My body spirals and I hold him to me as I writhe and cry out, hanging on and shattering apart. He keeps me safe for as long as the orgasm takes, which feels like a freaking eternity.
Only when the tremors fade and the world rights itself does he move to lie on top of me. Slowly, slowly—oh so fucking slowly—he slides his dick inside of me.
He keeps the pace slow to start. Grinds his hips against mine while he holds himself off me.
This is his body loving mine. I’m so full of him. Of love. Of hope.
The pace increases more until I’m right back up on that edge again. My muscles coil and my belly tightens until finally, the biggest release yet is so sweet. I cling to him as it consumes me.
It occurs to me as my second orgasm fades that I get to do this forever. Him and I, tangled up in the sheets for the rest of our days.
I used to think my family was cursed.
How did I end up so lucky?
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BECK
I’ve served the last days of my suspension and paid the fines imposed by the league, and for the most part, the tweets about trading me have stopped. I haven’t met with Hank Floyd yet. Haven’t done my penance associated with the suspension—the extra “conditioning” the training staff will require.
