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He pulls away and I have to ask, "Maksim? Where is he?"
"Downstairs working. But he'll be here for dinner."
"Were you in bed with me this whole time?"
"In and out. But mostly, yeah. Seems I needed the rest, too."
"The other night was a lot."
"I know that, too. I won't push you. But when you're ready for me, I'm gonna fucking love you so hard, baby. It'll scare you at first. But every single cell in your body will know me by name, just like that sliver of your soul and the gaping hole in your heart calls out to me to fill it. All of you will know me just like I'll know you... we'll never be strangers ever again. Even when we're in the afterlife, we'll seek each other out."
Fuck me. "Not good with words, huh?"
"Maybe I've been sitting on that one for a while," he smirks rakishly, his scar causing his dimple to deepen and God does it fill me with butterflies."I do, however, have one favor to ask of you."
"Hmm?"
"Let us replace him. Whatever that man did to you, no matter how we have to do it, let us replace him. Even in your sleep. I don't think I can watch you have another nightmare without helping you. So please, let me do that. Let me do it even if you aren't having a nightmare. Let us be proactive in that regard. Let us touch you even if it gets to be too much. Let us replace his with ours."
My brows knit together. He looks pained, as if he knows what he's asking of me. He knows how much this might hurt me. He knows this will probably make me disintegrate from the inside out... I stare for a few seconds more, taking in the fact that he's asking forpermission for something I don't know if I can give. But there's nobody else in this world I trust more than the manbeside me. So I nod. "Okay."
Chapter Twenty
Maksim.
I'm rolling through footage of the bar, trying to see that fucking asshole's face on my camera for a good still shot of him. I’m trying to determine not only what time he entered but his entire whereabouts in Eden.
I stop for a second when I remember the way Sabrina rode me yesterday morning, even though Parker...helped.
Was my inexperience that obvious?
Did she notice it?
There's a part of me that's elated that I lost my virginity to none other than my wife, but the other half of me is embarrassed. Was I bad at it? Everything I've done to my wife has felt completely natural, including somewhat sharing her with Parker the other morning. I can't deny that it felt inevitable.
But why was it so fucking sexy that she held a gun to my head?
Am I that fucked up?
Or is she so fucked up for getting wetter when I mentioned killing this guy?
Maybe I need to schedule a session with Damon.
I rub my fingers across my forehead and then scrub my hand down my face. I’m so lost in thought that I barely hear the knock on my door. I look up to see my wife, freshly showered with her hair loose, already forming waves, pink glasses perched on her nose. She looks well-rested. Better than she has since I've known her. "Come in."
She opens the door a little wider but stands there looking sheepish, shifting from foot to foot in my white shirt, pantsless. Delicious. Raw in her most beautiful and natural form. An absolute tempest, ready to destroy me… and God help me, I want her to fucking devastate me. I want her to fuck me up. Ruin me like I want to ruin her.
"What is it?"
"Just wanted to let you know I'm awake and I'll be making dinner. Since I slept, you know,seventeenhours."
I hum in her direction and then roll away from my desk a bit, crooking my finger for her to come to me.
For once, she does as I ask, and when she's standing before me, I grab her hips and yank her down for her to sit on my lap, my dick immediately roaring to life when her scent hits me. One hand still on the flare of her hip, the other lightly trails her outer thigh with my fingertips, loving the little gasp she does. "I’m glad you slept well for once, and for that,I'llcook. Are you feeling better?"
She nods. "I am, thank you."
I plant a small kiss on her shoulder, wanting to do more, to take it farther. "Good. I missed you."