She moved her hips back and forth as best she cold, trying to take in more of him.
“God, I could do this forever,” he said. “Your body takes mine so perfectly.”
Her head sank farther into the pillow, her eyes clenched shut under the blindfold. How she loved this man.
How she trusted this man.
Trust.
She needed to find a way for him to trust her.
She needed to be with him, but it would never work unless he trusted her. She’d betrayed his trust twice. Now, as he made love to her while she lay at his mercy, thrusting into her and giving her pleasure, she vowed he would trust her again.
Somehow.
Chapter Fourteen
“I didn’t know you were into that kind of sex,” Sydney said, resting her head on Sam’s chest.
“Truthfully, neither did I.” He chuckled. “But I liked it. It was a real turn-on.”
“What made you want to try it today?’
“I wanted to show you that you can trust me.”
She nodded, his skin warm against her cheek. “I trust you, Sam.”
He didn’t say it back, and she didn’t expect it. She’d have to earn that.
She’d find a way. She had to. She loved this man, and she damn well was not going to live without him.
“I want to help you, Sam.”
“With what?”
“Trusting me.”
He sighed. “Sweetheart, I want to trust you more than anything in the world.”
“What if I helped you work it out with Mom and Dad so you could see Duke?’
He sat up, pushing her off his chest. “You still don’t get it, do you?”
“Get what?”
“I don’t want to just see Duke. I want to raise Duke. He’s my son.”
Sydney’s heart sank. Nothing had changed. He was still determined to take Duke from her parents.
“They love him.”
“Of course they love him. They’re his grandparents. I fully expect them to be a part of his life. But your father is not his father. I am.”
“Oh, Sam. Please.”
“Please what? Give up my child? I can’t, Sydney. I can’t.”
“I want you to be part of his life. And so do they.”