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“Tell me you understand.”
“I’m yours, Zane. I think I always have been.”
Fuck. I push into her another inch, and her eyes widen, a hint of discomfort in her expression despite how soaking wet she is. “I’m going to fuck you, Celestial, and then we’re going to talk. We’re going to figure out how to make this work, how to actually communicate with each other. We’re going to find a way to face our past and future together.”
She reaches for me and cups my face, the look in her eyes telling me all I need to know. “We’ll make it work,” she promises.
I push another inch into her, and her lips part, her muscles tensing around me like it’s too much for her. “You’re taking my cock so good, my goddess,” I reassure her. “Your pussy was just made for me, wasn’t it?”
She nods. “Made for you,” she whispers, mindlessly echoing my words, and fuck me — she’ll make me come if she keeps looking at me like that.
My hands wrap around her hips, and I hold her in place as I thrust all the way into her, earning myself the sexiest moan. “Oh God,Zane,” she whispers, her legs wrapping around me. My name on her lips is the most beautiful sound I’ve ever heard. I’ll never get enough of it, of her.
“Mine,” I tell her as I pull halfway out, only to thrust back into her hard and fast, my control slipping in my need to have her.
Finally,fucking finally, she’s mine.
ChapterNineteen
Celeste
“That’s the third time you’re carrying me,” I murmur as I nuzzle Zane’s neck, already wanting more of him. I thought my memories deceived me, that I’d imagined the way he looked at me on prom night. Yet here he is, looking at me in that same way that makes my heart race.
“It’s the fourth time, actually,” he says, his voice so soft I’d have missed it if I weren’t so close to him.
I pull away a little to look at him, surprised. “Fourth?”
He nods and smiles. “Remember that time you fainted in chemistry class? I think we were about fifteen? I don’t think I’ve ever leaped over a desk that quickly. I caught you before you hit the ground and carried you to the nearest clinic.”
“What?” I don’t remember that at all. The only thing I recall is waking up with my parents hovering over my bed, worried sick. He never mentioned it, and neither did they.
“I fainted because I hadn’t eaten in over a day, but come to think of it, I never saw our chemistry teacher again. You didn’t have anything to do with that, did you?”
Zane tenses. “If I’m not mistaken, you asked him if you could take a few bites of your protein bar, and he told you no.”
That’s not an answer, and he knows it. “How long?” I ask, my voice breaking. I don’t even have to finish that sentence for him to understand what I’m asking.
He looks away as he gently places me on top of my messy sheets, my bedroom bare except for the mattress he joins me on. Zane sighs as he lifts the duvet and covers both of us before turning to face me, his arm propped up on his elbow. There’s something infinitely sexy about having Zane Windsor naked in my bed, the sheets low enough to expose his ripped torso. It’s sexier still to look at him and know he’s mine.
“I don’t remember a time you weren’t the center of my universe, Celeste. When we were kids, you were my rival, my nemesis — someone I’d been told I could never be friends with, couldn’t trust. The warnings just intrigued me further, and the more I learned about you, the more interested I became. You were always one of the few people who could actually compete with me and win more than half of the time. Besides, you never cared about my surname. In fact, you despised me for it, but because of that, you saw the real me. You never cowered in fear around me, nor did you try to impress me. I lived in a world that had a preconceived idea of who I was supposed to be, except for when I was with you.”
He sighs and brushes my curls out of my face. “I don’t know when that interest turned into a rivalry as bad as ours was, or when that turned into more. All I know is that I don’t remember a version of me without you. I realized I had feelings for you when we were sixteen, but by then, the dynamics of our relationship had been set in stone, and I’d given you too many reasons to hate me. I didn’t know how to undo the damage I’d done, and each time I tried, it’d backfire and you misunderstood. When you left… god, I missed you so much, but at the same time, I hoped it’d result in a blank slate. I imagined us running into each other again and burying the hatchet. You’d look at me, and for once, there’d be no hatred in your eyes.”
I reach for him, the tips of my fingers trailing over his temple and down to his jaw. His eyes fall closed, and he tilts his head, leaning into my touch. “What do you see when you look into my eyes now?” I whisper.
His lashes flutter, and my heart begins to race when his lips form a sexy smirk. “Something that gives me hope, Celestial.”
He pulls me toward him, and I go willingly, surprised by how well we fit together, how safe I feel in his arms. Nothing has ever felt more right. “Zane,” I whisper, my heart heavy. “We should… we should have that talk.”
“I know,” he replies, his hand burying in my hair. “Give me just a little more of you before we have a conversation that’ll be tough for both of us.”
I drag my nose up his throat, and he sighs happily when my lips brush against his. “Mine,” he whispers, before kissing me leisurely, re-igniting the flames in my body.
Zane moans as he rolls me onto my back and settles between my legs, his cock hardening rapidly. He looks at me like I truly am a goddess, and I can’t get enough of it.
My eyes widen when he lifts himself up on his forearms and pushes up against me, drawing an involuntary whimper from my throat as he teases me with the tip of his cock. The way it brushes against my clit when he moves his hips just a little has me desperate for more, and his smile tells me he knows it.
“Tell me we’ll make this work, against all the odds,” he implores.
