Page 90 of A Love That Saved Us

She leans in again, lips brushing mine, searching—like all the answers are hidden in my mouth.

So I let her look for them.

This time, when I kiss her, it’s not about sex or heat or desperation. It’s about love. About survival. About fucking fate.

I keep it slow, pouring everything I have into it. Everything I’ve ever felt for her. Everything I’ve missed these past two and a half years. I want to kiss it all away. Make her feel good. And more than anything, I want to be the one who gets to make her happy.

I bring my hands to her face, thumb sweeping over her cheek, and suck her bottom lip into my mouth, tugging gently. She whimpers, and I let my lips trail sideways. I press kisses along her cheek and jaw, until I reach her ear. I flick my tongue against her earlobe, then murmur, “I can’t imagine a life where you’re not in it. Please don’t make me find out what kind of hell that would be.”

She doesn’t say anything. Just shakes her head.

Her breath leaves her, sharp and shaky, and when I make my way back to her mouth, it crashes into mine. Nothing soft about it this time. Her tongue slides against mine, and the sound she makes nearly undoes me.

She’s moving, pushing me through the kitchen until my back hits the opposite wall. Her fingers comb through my hair, andshe’s kissing me like I’m oxygen and she’s been suffocating without me.

My hands roam greedily, over her tits, down her back, gripping her hips like I can tether her here with me. She rolls them once, and I groan, burying my face in her neck. My cock’s never been so fucking lonely.

“I need you, baby,” I rasp, dragging my lips along her jaw.

She tugs at my shirt, breathless. “Off. Take this off.”

I help her yank it over my head and drop it to the floor, then grip the hem of hers and lift. She undoes the clasp of her bra, letting it slide down her arms.

Our chests collide, bare skin to bare skin. It feels so fucking good. It’s fire and lightning and that deep kind of ache that only she can touch.

She pushes back, a spark in her eyes as her hands skim down my chest. My abs flex under her touch as her nails drag lower. Her gaze roams over my body, hungry and slow. “You have no idea how badly I’ve wanted to see all this.”

Jesus, she’s killing me.I suck in a breath, body already reacting. Then I grip her thighs and lift her off the ground without warning. She gasps, legs wrapping around me instantly, grinding against me, and fuck, if it doesn’t make me harder.

I spin, pressing her back to the wall again, trailing my mouth down her neck, biting, sucking, tasting. Her breath hitches when I drag my teeth across her collarbone and kiss the curve of her breast.

“Tell me to stop,” I growl, one hand braced under her ass, the other sliding between us.

She shakes her head, hard. “Don’t you fucking dare.”

My fingers work to open her jeans as I kiss her again. It’s wild and hot, all tongue and teeth and breathless moans. Every time our skin brushes, she makes this soft little whimper that shoots straight to my cock.

“You’re shaking,” I murmur against her lips.

“So are you.”

“Yeah,” I whisper, kissing her again. “Because I’ve never wanted anything this bad in my life.”

I trail my hand down the front of her open jeans, fingers pressing against the thin fabric of her panties. I groan when I feel how wet she is for me. “Fuck, baby. You’re soaked.”

“I’ve wanted this just as much as you,” she breathes. “You think I don’t dream about this? That I don’t get off to you?”

“Christ. Don’t tell me that.”

She grinds down on my hand as I rub slow, deliberate circles over her clit, and I’m seconds from losing it.

“Jensen,” she pants. “Take me to the bedroom.”

Reluctantly, I pull my hand away. I grip her ass firmly and walk us both to the master bedroom.

I toss her onto the bed, and she laughs as my fingers wrap around her jeans and tug, peeling them off in one swift motion. I toss them aside, then slide my hands slowly up her thighs, savoring every perfect inch. Her chest rises and falls in shallow bursts, her eyes sultry and dark. She looks sexy as hell.

“You’re unreal,” I murmur, kissing the inside of her knee, then dragging my mouth higher. “The hottest fucking woman I’ve ever seen.”