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“You lost your bra,” He states, his voice low and rough against the side of my neck.
“I took it off at the police station,” I answer, and he leans back just enough to give me a questioning smirk so devastatingly sexy I want to strip everything else off. Right here and now. “Long story.”
He shakes his head. “Are you always this much trouble?” I slowly nod, and he rolls his eyes, then dips down and throws me over his shoulder. My surprised yelp ends with a laugh as he strides over to the wooden stairs and up to the catwalk. Istruggle against him, but he places a solid hand on my ass to hold me steady and crosses the windy pool deck.
He sets me down beneath the stairs, and his lips come crashing back to mine, backing me into the cool concrete wall of the motel. I lean up on my toes, arching against him to fit my body to his. I run my hands under his shirt, and over the taunt muscles of his chest until he reaches behind him and tugs it off. His rough hands cup my face, his thumb tracing my lower lip as he studies the emotions on my face.
“You have no idea what it did to me, watching you leap off that bridge.”
I shake my head, an ache forming in my chest. “I never meant to hurt you. I just… didn’t think I had any reason left to stay.”
“You have me,” he says, threading his fingers into my hair. “Staying isn’t a choice anymore, because I’m not letting you go.”
“I love you,” I tell him, honestly and unapologetically, the words surging through my veins like a drug. Truth. I can finally give it to him. “I don’t know if I deserve to, but I can’t stop it.”
“After everything we’ve been through, we deserve this.” His hands slide down the smooth skin of my arms, his fingers interlocking with mine. “And whatever happens next, we can handle it. Together.”
I nod, then lean forward and press my lips to his. I close my eyes, sinking into him, my heartbeat pounding in rhythm with his. I feel his tongue against mine, his hands moving to my hips and pulling me flush against him. The hardness of him presses between my thighs, and my breath catches as need courses through me.
He breaks our kiss and takes a step back. As if he can readmy thoughts, he grabs my hand, and leads me up the stairs. When he opens the door to my room, we fall in together, his hands roaming over my body. His mouth finds mine, and I wrap my arms around his neck, deepening the kiss. He takes a step back, and his feet hit an overturned chair. He glances down, raising an eyebrow as he looks back at me.
“Did some rockstar redecorating?” He comments, glancing around the trashed room.
I shrug. “I guess it’s in my blood.” He stares at me curiously, and I shake it off. “I’ll explain later.” He decides not to question it, and pulls my mouth back to his.
His warm hands are electric on my cool, wet skin. I smile. I can’t help it. My world has been so dark without Paige. I know I need to find some way to get past it, and let her go. I don’t even know how to begin to get there, but letting Zaden in, and letting him be the light in this darkness is going to be what saves me.
His hands slide beneath my shirt and tug it over my head. With one hand on the small of my back, I lean back as his mouth trails down my neck, across my collarbone, and over the swell of my breast. When his lips close over my nipple, his tongue flicking over the hardened, pierced nub, I moan his name. My hands dive into his dark, wet hair and hold him there, my breath quickening. I writhe against him, eager for more. When he releases me, he slides his hands down my body, palming my shorts and underwear off in one motion.
The moment he has me naked, my hands are on his jeans, pulling at his button. I tug the wet material down far enough to wrap my hand around his cock and hear his breath catch. Our eyes meet in the dim, gray light filtering through the sheer drapes, the wind whistling around the building and blowing atorrent of rain against the window. I stroke him from root to tip, slowly, watching the need building inside him, toying with the threads of his control until they snap.
“Skye,” he breathes, kissing me deep as he pulls his wallet out of his pocket and removes a condom.
“Keep saying it, just like that. Over and over, forever,” I whisper against his lips.
“Skye,” he repeats, pulling me against him as he falls back onto the sofa, and I straddle his lap. “I’ll say it as many times as you need me to if it will keep you in my arms forever.”
I feel the thick, hard length of him between my legs, and I wrap my arms around his neck, kissing him deep. The foil packet glints in the light as he rips it open, and slides it onto his cock. With a quick roll of my hips, I take him all the way inside, moaning in relief. In satisfaction. In the total feeling of fullness that comes with truly having Zaden as mine. His hands move to my ass as he pulls his hips into mine, and I ride him. My nipples scrape against his chest, my hands gripping his wet hair as I hold his mouth to mine.
I try to keep it slow and steady, to savor every moment. But I can’t. The friction between us is too much, and the fire quickly spreads. My teeth nip at his bottom lip, then skim down his throat. He groans, and I grind harder, faster, need growing into desperation as I search for the release I so desperately need. I feel my body start to tremble, and my head falls back.
“God, you’re beautiful,” Zaden says, his hands sliding up my body, exploring me, worshiping me as he pulls me into every thrust of his hips. His hand reaches between my legs and finds the bud of my clit.
“You’re going to make me come,” Iwhisper.
“I need it,” he replies, quickening the movement of his fingers. “Come for me.”
And I do. I fall. I crash. Helplessly, hopelessly, and so completely lost in Zaden. My orgasm races through me, head to toes, my body trembling as he wraps his arms tight around me. He groans as my muscles tighten around his cock, and he stands from the couch with me still wrapped around him. He lies me back on the bed, his hands gripping my hips, my legs around his waist, as he plows into me. His pace is frenzied and wild, holding nothing back as he chases his own release.
I arch my back, my heels digging into the muscles of his ass as my hands twist in the sheets. The old bed frame squeaks in protest to every thrust, banging against the wall in a steady staccato that matches the beat of my heart.
“Zaden,” I say breathlessly, rising to the edge of my orgasm. His eyes meet mine, hungry and fierce, as his hands slide behind me and pull me to him. He crashes his lips against mine, and I come, falling again, tumbling uncontrollably into the abyss of passion as the stars explode in the sky. He growls against my lips and follows, pulled into his release as my muscles grip his cock, and he buries himself deep inside me, over and over, until he collapses against me. I nip his ear, kissing down his exposed throat and sinking my teeth into his neck as he comes.
“Skye,” he rasps against my shoulder, turning his head to kiss a trail up my neck. His lips find mine as his fingers skim along the side of my face, and thread into my hair. He props his head on his hand, staring down into my eyes with an intensity so disarming it makes me smile. “What am I going to do with you?”
“Just hold me,” I tell him, leaning up to brush a kiss across his lips.
“I need you to stay. Let me be your home.”
