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My body trembled, and I tipped forward. Shawn sat up and caught me in his arms, cradling my head against his shoulder.
“Too deep?” he asked, his tone rough.
"Yeah." My thighs shook, and I couldn't bring myself to move. If I did, I might combust into a million pieces.
“I'll help,” Shawn said. One hand held my back, and the other caught my hip.
He lifted me, then dropped me back down slowly. “Fuck,” he groaned. “You're so wet, sweetheart. Feels too good.”
Hearing his praise made me want more. Bracing myself, I worked myself up and down his cock. He held me steady, helping me find a rhythm. Before long, I was slapping down on his cock, throwing my head back, and moaning his name.
Shawn's mouth covered my nipple, and I shivered, my orgasm bubbling close to the surface. I held his head in place as I rode him, grinding my clit against him.
“That's it. Fuck yourself on me.”
“Shit,” I exhaled shakily. I was so close. But I wanted Shawn to come with me.
I clenched my walls around him. Keeping my pussy tight, I rolled my hips. He growled, and his clasp on my hip tightened.
“Fuck...” he groaned and thrust up, seating himself fully inside me.
I felt the first spurt of hot cum, and my orgasm tore through me. He held me still, bucking into me. I pressed my face into his shoulder to muffle my cries. It was too much and too good.
Shawn held me against him until the final tremors subsided. He cupped my face and brought my gaze up to meet his eyes. They held a tenderness I'd never seen, and my heart melted. He swept stray hairs off my face and kissed my forehead.
“Let’s clean up,” he said.
After we were done in the bathroom, we returned to the bed, and I curled up next to him. He made no move to leave, and I wasn't going to suggest it. I had him next to me, and nothing felt better. We'd think about everything else tomorrow. In a short time, his arm around me turned slack, and his breathing deepened. I rose on my elbow and stared at his face. Asleep, he looked so peaceful. I stroked his cheek.
Pulling out of his arms, I draped a sheet over my shoulders and went to the window. The curtains billowed around me. I pushed them aside and stared out at the city. The evening was bright with moonlight. I took it all in, pulling in a deep breath. Cape Worth was growing on me... even if Eric was out there. I shook my head. He wasn't going to ruin my night.
He wasn't going to ruin anything at all. Not anymore. Shawn was working on it. My heart raced with the thought. Finally, I'd be free of Eric. Every day for the past several months, I lived with the fear that Eric was around every corner. That he'd pop up and ruin my day. My job. My life. And somehow, he always did. I breathed in deep and let out an exhale. For once, I didn't feel that punishing fear anymore. Despite everything that happened, a quiet peace settled in my heart. It would all be fine. All because of Shawn.
Eric's behavior led me to Shawn. I wasn't sure how to feel about that. But gratitude flooded me. Shawn was everything I never dreamed of because I didn't believe it existed. He cared about me and went to great lengths to show me how much I meant to him.
I turned to the man now sleeping on his side. The moonlight fell on his face, highlighting his features. My heart clutched. He was so handsome. And he was gruff and growly, but I knew that was only a mask for the kind man he really was.
I hugged my torso as a shiver went through me. When everything with Eric was over, where would that leave us? What would our future hold? Did we even have one together?
I want more with you.
I let his words smooth the edges of my growing worry. Why think about the future now? But I couldn't help it. I wanted more with Shawn, too. I wanted everything. It hurt to imagine ever having to leave him again.
Because I could feel it as sure as my heartbeat — I was in love with Shawn Hart.
Chapter23
Shawn
Days ago, after Violet came back, I took some time off from traveling to spend with her. The kids were at school most of the day, and Wanda was busy with her duties, so Violet and I had the house to ourselves. Still, I needed a few hours each day to catch up on some work. I never anticipated how hard it'd be to peel myself away from her and hole up in the study. Even then, I thought about her constantly.
Even now, typing away on my keyboard, my mind kept straying to her. Since I brought her back home, she hadn't left the penthouse. Kate was glad to hear she was all right and even more excited to know Violet would be staying with us. She organized her suitcases, and I sent a driver to pick them up. Now, even though Violet didn’t need my shirts, she would sometimes still wear one to bed.
I smiled to myself, satisfaction growing in my chest. She'd blossomed in the past few days. Her smiles were brighter, and her voice lighter. Sometimes, I'd come into the living room, and she, the kids, and Wanda would be nose deep in a game. When I asked whose idea it was to play, it was always Violet. She had a way of keeping the kids active. When they came home from school, they followed her everywhere. She completed my life—our lives—in a way I could never have anticipated.
Yet, it all felt fragile. Violet wasn't yet completely free. She was trapped here because her ex was still out there looking for her. I saw it in her face sometimes, when no one else was looking. A faraway look that indicated fears she couldn't speak out loud. I felt it in the way she stiffened in my arms when I promised to keep her safe. She was still afraid of Eric finding her.
She stayed indoors all the time to avoid running into Eric again. I never questioned her about it, and I was content to do whatever it took to keep her happy. But I could tell it was wearing her out. More than a few times, I saw her stare out the window longingly, her face pinched. And when the kids asked if she could take them to the park, she said no and asked Wanda to do it instead. Even in the penthouse where he could never reach her, Eric still affected her life.
