Page 33 of The One

“Rhett!” Her back rounded as her hips rose off the bed, her stomach shuddering. “Ah!”

Fuck.

It wasn’t just the sight of her that sent me over the edge. It was how her orgasm caused her to narrow, sucking my dick from the inside, followed by this heavy wave of wetness.

A feeling I couldn’t handle.

And one that I couldn’t hold off.

I pulled back on the little control I had left, and while she shouted my name again, I let everything go. “Fuck yes!” While I drained myself into her, I increased the speed of my hand. “Baby, show me how good you feel.”

Her exhales were building, and within a few shifts of my hips, I was finally empty. She was still, and we became silent.

I waited for her to say something before I asked, “Are you okay?”

“Definitely okay. I can’t believe you were able to get me off.”

I was just glad I could. That she’d trusted me enough to even put her mind there.

“Relax your legs for me. I’m going to pull out. And I have a feeling you’re going to be sore.”

Her knees fell to the sides, and once my tip cleared, I saw the blood. It was on my dick, and there was some on the blanket beneath us.

I was worried it would freak her out, even if she expected it, so I rubbed my hands up her sides and over her stomach, using a calm voice as I said, “Let’s get you in the shower.”

“Okay.” Her eyes bugged when her gaze lowered, and she saw my dick. “Wait, is that my blood?”

I hovered my body over hers and kissed her. My tongue slid in, and I wound our lips together, filling myself with her taste and breath before I separated us. “Your blood doesn’t bother me. Not when I’m the reason it was there and that I got to take something so special from you.” I pecked her. “But I want to clean you off since I came inside you, and I think the warm water will make you feel better after everything I just did.” I kissed her cheek and her earlobe and her collarbone before returning to her lips. “And maybe, if you’re feeling up to it, I can give you my mouth again.”

She wrapped her arms around my neck and took several deep breaths. “You got me through the pain, and you were so gentle.” She smiled. “It was perfect, Rhett. Everything about it.” She rubbed her fingers over my lips. “And for wanting to even put your mouth there again after I just bled all over you—you couldn’t possibly be any dreamier.”

“It’s because I love you. Because I would do anything for you. And because I learned today that there’s nothing I like more than hearing you moan.”

EIGHT

Rhett

Present Day

“I’ve only hoped for one thing for the rest of my life and beyond. That I never saw you again.”

Lainey’s words weren’t just echoing in my head. They were wrapping around me like a snake and digging into my skin, as though there were spikes attached to its scales.

Even though a few seconds had passed since she’d spoken that statement, she hadn’t moved. She still stood only a few paces away. Close enough that I could smell the scent of her in the air.

Rose.

Fuck, it hadn’t changed.

I wiggled my fingers, surprised they weren’t balled into a fist. “I want to talk to you?—”

“No.”

“Lainey, I have so much I need to explain?—”

“No!” She held out her arm, her hand pointed up, like she didn’t want me to come any closer.

But I wasn’t. My feet had stayed planted.