Page 116 of Nothing to This

“I’ve never done this… with the kids at home.”

“Better get used to it.”

Her eyes closed as his lips trailed to her neck, to her breasts, back up to her mouth.Damn, he was good at this.Good at being everything she needed.Not just physically but in her heart, in her soul, in her bed.Even in disagreements, the power shifted back and forth.Neither was more than the other; they balanced each other.

“More,” she breathed out the word in unison with his fingers slipping into her.

“Breathe for me, Siren…” Withdrawing and advancing, he teased her clit until her body undulated with the welcome invasion.“You’ve got it, baby.”

“JD…” If he kept on going, she might break her own rule.When his hand drifted away and his knees bent, she grabbed for him.“No, not tonight, I can’t.”Panting out the words, the effort it took to keep her eyes open was too great.“Oh, this was a bad idea.”

“This was a fucking amazing idea,” he growled and ignored her plea to crouch and slip his tongue into her.

Tasting her juices, he slowly advanced and stopped only to lick his way up to her clit.

Biting her lip wasn’t enough, she’d bloody herself if he didn’t show some mercy.“J… Jamie,” she gasped his name with the arrival of a climax that squeezed her tight from within.

“Come here.”Holding her face, his tongue plunged into her mouth as he forced their kiss harder, faster, more.

“More.”

The word was her talisman.There was no more because they’d never be done, more was eternity, the forever they’d spend together.

Delivering his promise, he slammed into her, forcing the air out of her.As her mouth opened, her eyes did too, and there he was, feral, smiling, so happy to weaken her.

No, it wasn’t weakness; he gave her strength by exposing her to their truth.Nothing else out there would match this.Resisting was a useless waste of time.And having him there, inside her, was the only time the universe made sense.

Clinging to him, moving to meet his thrusts, her body wanted its pleasure, but that was nothing to its desire to give him his.For all they were, for all he gave her, she couldn’t demonstrate how deeply he’d reached inside her.

With a yelp, her nails dug deep into his flesh and he growled against her, emptying himself inside her.

Neither of them moved.His hands were on the wall behind her, her grip on his shoulder and waist, and there they stayed, breathing into the night together.

“I don’t know if I can sleep without you next to me,” he said.The humor of the quip quickly died when his hands fell and he saw her face.Instant concern seized him.“Did I hurt you?Siren, what’s wrong?”

Why was he asking if…?Only when he touched the dampness on her cheek did the gravity of emotion really hit her.

“This…” she breathed.“This is it, isn’t it?”

“It?”he asked, his brow lowering.“I don’t understand.Are you saying we’re—”

“Forever.”

“Yes.”

“This is it.Our gift.We don’t have to look anymore.”

Though his eyes still probed hers, his expression relaxed.“I love you, Rylee.I meant what I said.And no, we don’t have to look anymore.You’re my woman.My only woman.I’ll wait as long as you need me to wait.I’m not going anywhere.”

Her shoulders dropped.Somehow there was relief in that.Relief in being with him.

The door handle moved, and JD jumped back to straighten himself up.Luckily whoever was on the other side dropped the handle without opening the door.She tied her robe on the little one’s second attempt and slid off the dresser just as the door opened and their sleepy daughter peeked in.

“Daddy,” Sky yawned.“What’s banging?”

He glanced at her, then back at their child.“Well, Sproutette, sometimes when two adults—”

“That’s not what she meant,” she whispered, slipping past him.“You mean the banging noise?It’s stopped now.”