Page 98 of False Start

Pulling her up off the bed and onto her knees, I flexed inside her again, palming her breast with one hand while the other tilted her face toward me so I could capture her mouth with mine. She moaned into the kiss, and I fucked her hard with three bruising pumps before I finally caught fire.

Light burst behind my eyes, her name rolling off my lips and against hers as I buried myself deep. I was on fire. I was numb. I was engulfed by everything that she was, everything wecould betogether.

I lost myself in her, riding out the most powerful orgasm of my life while she kissed me and gripped my hair in her fist.

Neither of us wanted it to end — as if once it did, we’d be thrown back into a reality where we couldn’t exist together.

But I refused to let that happen.

I hoped she felt it with every last thrust. I hoped she’d never remember what it was like to live without me ever again. I hoped she realized as much as I did that there was no going back.

Even after I’d finished, we stayed connected, kissing and slowly fucking each other as my cum leaked out of her. When I did carefully remove myself, I instantly swept her into my arms, kissing her all the way to the bathroom before I ran her a hot bath.

I helped her settle in, knowing the way she hissed when she sank all the way into the water meant she’d be sore tomorrow. I did my best to ease that pain, caressing her with the washcloth between her legs and over her breasts before I slid into the water behind her.

She sighed, resting against my chest as I massaged her shoulders and kissed behind her ear.

I had full intention just to wash her and comfort her, to make her feel good and then put her to bed. But the little minx started slipping and sliding against me, her hand snaking back between us until she could wrap it around my cock and stroke me back to life.

Before long, we were sliding into round two, neither of us wanting to sleep until we’d had our fill.

When we finally did surrender to our fatigue, we slid into bed together without a stitch of clothing between us. I curledaround her as she snuggled into my arms, and when I felt her start to weep, I closed my eyes, pressing soft, soothing kisses to her spine and the back of her neck. I held her tighter, letting her know I was there without a word being spoken, letting her know I wasn’t going anywhere.

Pain. Loss. Longing.

Every tear she let loose was made of all three.

My chest ached with the same emotions, along with anger I knew I’d have to face in the morning. We’d survived the unthinkable.Shehad gone through it alone, thinking I’d turned my back on her, thinking I…

I shook my head, forcing a calming breath and holding her tighter.

Tonight wasn’t the time.

In the morning, we’d talk. In the morning, we’d make a plan. But right now, I just wanted to wrap her up in my arms, make her feel safe, and kiss her until her breaths evened out and sleep took her under for a blissful peace.

I didn’t know what happened next, but I knew one thing for sure.

From this moment on, we were a unit.

From this moment on, it was us against the world.

Madelyn

Kyle wrapped me in his arms once my bags were unloaded from Braden’s trunk the next night. He pressed his lips to my forehead and held them there, his giant frame enveloping me, his heartbeat calm and steady in his chest.

“I’m going to miss you,” he said, and the words made tears prick my eyes as much as they made me smile.

“It’s two days,” I reminded him. I had houses to show and work to catch up on, as well as swim lessons with Sebastian. Kyle had training with Braden, both of them eager to get into the best shape possible before training camp started in just a few weeks.

“Too long,” Kyle murmured, and then he kissed me in a way that made me feel how much he meant that.

The front door to my house opened, and Kyle and I broke apart, him shoving his hands in his pockets and me tucking my hair behind my ear.

My mom stood as a shadow in the frame, the light from the living room shining behind her.

Then, there was the sound of little feet storming through the house, and Sebastian bolted out of the front door and ran straight to me.

“Mommy! Mommy!”