Page 92 of A Love That Saved Us

She gasps—tight, hot, perfect—and I groan, “God,” as I pull back and thrust again. “And I don’t care if it takes tonight, a week… six months…” Another thrust. “Five fucking years.”

Her nails dig into my back, her body arching under mine.

“I’ll love you until you’re mine again,” I whisper against her mouth. “And I’ll keep loving you… till the day I fucking die.”

God, I’ve missed her like this.

Her eyes close, and she lets out the sexiest sound I’ve ever heard. I move my hips?—

And this. Is. Everything.

Our bodies collide in perfect rhythm. Like they were made for this. Husband and wife. Kissing. Making up. Fucking through all the hard shit. Coming together in a way that’s rough and raw and healing.

Her head tips back. “Jensen, I’m gonna come.”

Good.

I thrust harder, faster, burying deeper with every stroke until she’s gasping for air and then?—

She falls apart again, her body jolting as she comes around me.

I wait until she finishes, then pull out, sensitive as fuck.

“What are you?—”

I grab her hips, flipping us, dropping to my back. “Get on top. Ride me.”

She bites her lip through a smile, then sinks down on my cock. She moves slow, hips rocking in a cadence that blurs my vision.

“Oh my God, it feels so good,” she pants.

I take her hands in mine, guiding them to my chest so I can watch her.Feelher.

She grinds down, her pace picking up, breath going ragged. My hands slide up her sides, thumbs brushing over her nipples, and she shudders. I wrap my arms around her, pulling her flush against me, and thrust up hard and fast. Our slick bodies slide together as we both start to unravel.

And then we come…

Together.

I close my eyes, voice gruff as I groan, “Fuck.”

Her body shudders around me, and mine follows with a rough, strangled moan. I bury my face in her neck, trembling, clinging to her.

She collapses on top of me, and we lie there. Breathless. Stunned. Fucking satisfied.

Sex has always been great with Alley. More than great. But this? This was like nothing before.

Sure, maybe it’s because it’s been so long… for both of us. But it was more than that. It was like all the good and the broken shit from our past came crashing together in one big clusterfuck of grief, guilt, and longing—colliding in the best possible way.

It was incredible. Explosive. Intense.

Weneededthis.

Her arms tighten around me, and she nuzzles her nose into my neck. I press a kiss to her temple, tightening my hold too. “I love you.”

She’s quiet. But it’s not uncomfortable, even though I want more than anything for her to say it back.

It’s okay if she doesn’t.