I cried out with pleasure. With pain. With love.
He strummed between my legs until I was panting and begging.
“You’re mine, Abi. You fucking belong to me.”
“God, yes,” I called over my shoulder.
He rocked forward, kicking my hands out from under me so that he pinned his chest to my back.
“Reid,” I whimpered.
He was deeper this way. We were closer. There was no air between us. Only our bodies melting each other.
“Fuck.”
He came as violently as I did. Our bodies fluttered as we came together. Cresting and crashing. Rising and falling.
He kissed my neck and back, pumping in and out.
One.
Two.
Three.
His release spilled inside me and I sucked in desperate breaths, searching for air.
He let the full weight of his giant body relax as he rolled to the side, tucking me against him in the process.
He smoothed the hair from my neck, planting one kiss after another. His thumb rubbed my breasts, circling over my nipples.
“I’m addicted to your body. I always have been,” he admitted.
I bit my lip. I was in some strange place where euphoria was mixed with sadness. And in the pit of my stomach there was fear. Fear that I had just opened my heart to him again. Yet, my body was his. There was no doubt this is where I belonged. I might as well have Reid Taylor tattooed all over me. Inked in my skin to prove how permanently he had taken hold of me.
I twisted to face him. His features were dark in the shadows.
“We’re doing things differently this time,” I stated.
He brushed his lips over my mouth. “I don’t know how, but I swear I will.”
“We start by going back to Malibu tomorrow.”
He opened his mouth and I pressed my thumb to his firm lips. His head tilted to the side.
“I’ll listen to you. But you have to listen to me too.”
He sighed. “And you expect me to willingly take you somewhere I don’t think is safe?”
“It’s award season. You can’t ask me to withdraw from the world. It’s not a reasonable request. And you know it.” He sucked on my finger and I moaned. “And Javier is awake. I need to visit. It’s the right thing to do.”
He grabbed my ass, digging his fingers into the softest part of my bottom. “Those are convincing points. Do you have any others?”
My pulse escalated and I had to fight for the reasons to leave Big Bear.
We had just found each other again. Couldn’t we hide up here and have earth-shattering sex day after day?
“I’ll compromise,” I breathed.