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His hips bucked, and as my hand dipped lower, as I rubbed over my clit, he seemed to lose it completely. Michael’s groans filled my chest as I felt him empty himself inside of me, my pussy clinging around his cock as my high washed over my body.
“Forever.”
“Yes,” I gasped. “Forever.”
I could barely see anything in the haze. His cologne was what came to me first, his gentle touch second. My high washed away with Michael over top of me. Dark eyes scanned every inch of my face and finally, I came face to face with the boy I’d been searching for for so long. Worry etched along his every feature, and whatever looseness had come with the alcohol was long gone. While cumming brought me euphoria, it only brought Michael sobriety. His fingers brushed over every piece of me, examining the bite on my lip, the redness along my neck, the stitches left along my side. He was checking if I was okay, and despite myself, I let out a gentle laugh.
His attention snapped back up, eyes narrowed. “Bridget, you need—”
When my arms wrapped around him, Michael stiffened. When my lips found their way to his, he grinned. His elbows pinned my arms back above my head, our fingers interlocking. It was the first time I’d felt him really smile, and to know I’d put it on his face was better than even the sex.
And that was saying something.
“I’m okay.”
My hum brought a shiver over his skin— one a peck wouldn’t quite banish. Our eyes locked, and he forced out the closest he would come to an apology. “I should have been gentler.”
“I’m okay, Michael.” When his eyes danced down to my lips, his rigidity returned. Michael attempted to pull away from me, but locked fingers kept him close. Before he could snarl anything out, I took one last chance. “Please stay.”
“Birdie—”
“I’ve spent enough nights without you, haven’t I?”
His eyes searched my face for a long moment. My fingers would only loosen once he gave that nod, and my stomach finally unknotted. Quick work tugged the sheets from the bed and nestled us both into safety. Not that safety was something Michael had ever known. By the time his chest pressed into my back, he’d already taken another opportunity to check my body over for any other injuries he might have left. It was my laughter that finally rested him back into the pillow. Once I felt his face nuzzle into my hair, everything else had a way of fading away.
When he was next to me, there was no pain.
When he was next to me, there was no questioning.
Thiswas where we were meant to be.
