“You have an edge, sweetheart.” He hissed as his hips picked up speed. Pumping harder, faster, deeper. “I want more.”
At his words, she spurred to push her hips back into him as he slammed forward. Their mutual groan full of excitement as they found a new level to their lovemaking.
“You ready, Angel, come for me again, Sage.” His hands let her hips go as one slipped down to pinch her clit while the other massaged her breast.
Arching her back deeper and pushing her hips further into him, he made one final thrust and hit something deep inside of her that had her eyes blacking out for a second and her ears going deaf. The depth of her pleasure was incomparable to anything he’d given her before. Her body locked up tight around him as he rushed to follow her bliss. She knew the exact moment he let go. His hips rushed forward with alarming speed and strength as his hands pushed down on her lower back, holding himself up as his seed splashed against her walls.
She felt the strong gush of fluid pulse in rivulets as he emptied inside of her. His hardness throbbing with aftershocks as their breathing sounded harsh in the room. Neither willing to move too far, they both collapsed to the side. Lochlan’s arms enfolded her in a tight hug as he whispered, “I love you more than life.”
Feeling safe and surrounded by all the emotion he spoke of, she told him, “I love you more than faith.” Twisting her so she was facing him, he didn’t need to say anything for her to know he understood her love for him. How deeply it ran.
Sage was always the dreamer, and Lochlan was her dream come true.
Chapter Fifteen
Home is where your heart lies.
Sage Hogan.
Mrs. Hogan.
Mrs. Lochlan Hogan.
Sage was on cloud nine. Imagining all the ways she and Loch were intertwined, the goofy grin she’d been sporting since breakfast wouldn’t leave.
They decided to head back home, wanting to get the mess with her family figured out and put behind them before they went on a real honeymoon.
“Thank you for getting Porter and Tru to come, for helping them break free.” She couldn’t take her eyes off of her husband. The way he had played her body throughout the night, always considerate of her feelings and pleasure. She didn’t think it were possible, but she loved him more.
Kissing the hand he was holding, he smiled sadly. “I’m sorry Jossilyn couldn’t be there.”
Thinking of her sister made her heart clench tightly in her chest. Joss was so fragile that Sage had often wondered why her father hadn’t homed in on her instead of Sage with his hatred. She would have been much easier to bend to his will. Or maybe that’s what had finally happened.
“Do you think she’s okay?” Just voicing the question caused shivers to wrack her spine with fright.
“I don’t know, Sage.” His honesty was appreciated. “If she is, Braxton will find her.” They settled into a comfortable silence as they crossed the state line into Colorado, the sun setting behind them as they drove. The darkness enhanced the stars’ shine through a clear night, and she was mesmerized by its beauty.
“A shooting star!” she gasped.
“Make a wish.”
Closing her eyes, she wished for Jossilyn’s safety and healing. Knowing full-well her sister couldn’t be in a calm frame of mind.
“Do you think they ever come true?” She pondered aloud.
“Anything’s possible.” He spoke softly. “I have you.”
Watching Lochlan as he drove gave her peace. Witness to the control he exuded in maneuvering such a beautiful piece of machinery and still making her feel cherished heightened her feelings for him. If that were even possible.
Imagining the life they would create together as the city lights came into view, had her smiling softly. Her eyes closed, and she could picture the children they would have. The home they would build with each other held her breathless with anticipation.
Gone was any fear from her past. Apprehension of the untold future of her family faded like the stars behind them. With Lochlan by her side, she could and would do anything she set her heart to.
Sage was quiet for most of the twelve-hour drive home, asking only questions she couldn’t contain. Concern for her sister never fled her gaze as she looked around at the surrounding beauty with wonder, but she trusted in Loch to find out what happened to her. He only hoped he didn’t disappoint.
She’d struggled to keep her eyes open as Loveland came into view
, so when they pulled into the drive at his mother’s house—he’d promised Sage they would spend the night there—he was going to have to carry her in. She wanted to thank Lorraine for everything. The importance of her request wasn’t missed by him. Sage was nervous about going home. About them being intimate again.