Page 69 of Mended Fences

The wet heat of her mouth combined with the firm pressure of her hand had me fighting to keep still. My hips wanted to thrust up, to chase more of that incredible sensation. But I forced myself to stay in control.

Her free hand traced patterns on my thigh as she worked me over with lips and tongue. Each touch sent sparks of electricity racing through my veins. The combination of gentle caresses and intense suction was driving me wild.

“Baby, if you keep that up...” I panted, trying to warn her.

She pulled off with a pop, dark eyes meeting mine. “That’s the idea.” Her voice was husky with desire.

Then she dove back down, taking me even deeper than before. The sight of her lips stretched around my cock and the obscene sounds she was making had me rapidly approaching the edge.

Mine. All mine. Forever.

My hands tangled in her silky hair as pleasure built low in my spine. “Elena... Sweetness... I’m gonna...”

She doubled her efforts, and stars exploded behind my eyes.

“Oh fuck!”

This beautiful, perfect woman swallowed every last drop that I poured down her throat before flopping on her back beside me, breathless.

“Well, fuck me. That’s one way to wake up.”

Elena’s wide smile and laughter lit up my whole goddamn world.

Things were still complicated; she was still married, divorce proceedings moving at a snail’s pace. No one knew were together, though many had their suspicions.

I tipped my head to the side to look at her, long dark hair splayed across the stark white sheets. She mirrored the gesture meeting my eyes. The raw emotion I saw there had the words spilling from my lips before I could think them through.

“I love you.”

I didn’t mean to say it. Not yet. Not like this. But the second it was out, I knew it was true. Elena’s eyes went wide, her mouth dropped open, and I’m pretty sure she stopped breathing.

Then something fucking magical happened.

She smiled and gave me the words right back.

“I love you, too.”

Walkinginto the grand opening of EdenTree Cidery, I was oncloud fucking nine. Things were finally looking up for ol’ Chasey boy.

Had a good job.

Woke up every day with my dream girl.

Life was good.

“Where the hell have you been?” Jasper shouted as I strolled up to the table he, Nat, and Charlie were sitting at.

“You know me,” I said. “Spent the night with a lady friend. And the morning. And the afternoon.”

I flopped into a chair at one of the long communal tables stretched across the room. The bright red of the seat made me happy. But everything seemed to make me happy today.

“And that, dear brothers, is my cue to leave,” Charlie said, standing from her seat.

I chuckled as my baby sister made her way over to the bar to order a drink.

“What lady friend?” Jasper asked, glaring at me.

“None of your damn business,” I said with another laugh.