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She whimpers in the back of her throat and her pussy clamps down on my length when I grind down against her clit as I’m filling her. It feels so fucking good having her explode around me, her thighs shaking and her moans filling the space around us.
“I love you.” I’m not sure if I whisper the words or shout them loud enough for the world to hear.
The way her eyes sparkle is enough because I know she’s heard me.
“I love you,” she moans.
It’s all I need to send me over the edge, and I plant myself deep inside of her depths, my balls tight as I come. She shivers underneath me and our gazes lock together as I fill her up.
We pant together, the connection between us growing stronger as we embrace.
When I roll off her, I bring her with me, loving the way her body drapes over mine. I run my fingers through her hair and kiss her forehead.
“We’ll take the next steps slowly, Phoenix, but one day we will move in together. We will get married. If it’s something you want, we will have kids.”
I expect her to jerk in my hold or tell me I’m moving too fast, anything to put some walls up between us. She just traces idle shapes on my chest and melts into me.
My girl thought I’d be just another notch on the bartop for her, but I was always going to be more and now she can see a future built on love instead of fear. I can’t help it; I fall in love with her just a little bit more.
EPILOGUE
SIX MONTHS LATER
PHOENIX
If this was a year ago, I would be freaking out right now. But it’s not. It’s now and I’m secure in my love for Rhett. More than that, I’m secure in myself. I believe I’m right where I’m supposed to be and making the right decisions in my life.
It certainly helps that Rhett has been infinitely patient with me. He hasn’t faltered once and it’s given me confidence not only in our relationship, but myself. It’s kind of wild how the love and support from the right person can give you so much more than you ever expected.
I know he’s right behind me, helping me. Sometimes he’s holding me up and sometimes he’s just my rock to lean on. No matter what role he plays in my life, he’s there.
I’ve fallen deeper in love with him every day we’ve spent together.
I wish I could say I haven’t had doubts or little moments of freaking out in the last six months, but I have. He’s been there for every single one of them, soothing me, reminding me, loving me. He chases away my fears and helps me to feel strong enough to do it myself.
If that’s not a man I want to stand next to and love for the rest of my life, I don’t know what is.
I’m getting so much better about not fearing the commitment we’ve made to each other by falling in love. I don’t miss the way I used to approach life and men either. It’s so much better with him.
He challenges me. He makes me laugh. He snuggles me. Then, when things seem like they’re too tough to deal with, he puts me in a sex coma.
What’s not to like?
Today is a day that I knew would come. He warned me about it six months ago on the day he told me he loved me, and I found the courage to admit my feelings for him. He said he wanted it all. Today marks the first box to check off on his list of having it all with me.
It’s moving day.
I moan and my eyes snap open, my thighs shaking as I teeter on the edge of bliss. What a fucking way to wake up. I reach between my thighs and grip Rhett’s hair while looking down the length of my body to find his blue-grey eyes looking back up at me and I can see the desire in those depths. I can see the love there too.
I arch my back, my nipples hard and pointing toward the ceiling as I grind my hips down against his mouth. His tongue circles my clit, teasing me, before he sucks my bundle of nerves into his mouth. I’m already so fucking close, my breathy little pants mixed with pleading moans.
“Come for me, little Firestorm,” he growls against my clit before nipping at me and sending me flying over the edge.
“Rhett,” I shout out his name as my thighs squeeze his head and my eyes roll back.
I’m dragging air in and out of my lungs as he crawls up my body and kisses me softly. When he pulls back and stares down at me, I lick my lips and taste myself there. His eyes are molten with heat and when he starts to move off the bed, my limbs feel too heavy to reach for him.
My voice is thick with sleep and pleasure, “Where are you going?”
