When every last drop has been wrung from his body, he collapses, burying his face in my hair until his warm breath can feather against my delicate flesh.
“You realize that I’m never going to let you go, right?”
My heart spasms in response. “I really hope you don’t.”
Not ever.
Epilogue
Easton
Two years later...
“Hey babe, you ready to go?” My voice rings throughout the tiny apartment that Sasha and I have been renting for the last year.
“I’ll be there in a minute. I’m just putting the finishing touches on my outfit.”
I perk up at that bit of information. I’ll take any opportunity to get my hands on that girl. “Do you need my special brand of assistance?”
That question is met with a loud snort of laughter. “Forget it! If that happens, we won’t get out of here for another hour.”
She’s right about that. Although, I never hear her complaining about all the time I take in the bedroom. In fact, it’s usually the opposite. Just as I decide to head into the room and lend a hand, Sasha walks out, looking like a million bucks.
A low whistle leaves my lips as my gaze travels down the length of her. “You look good enough to eat.”
Speaking of eating...
“Don’t get any ideas.”
The girl knows me well.
“Where’d you get that dress? I don’t remember seeing it before.” And trust me, the way the silky black material clings to every dip and curve, I’d remember.
A smile lifts her lips as she does a little spin so I’m treated to the full effect.
Damn.
My gaze drops to her ass.
Already my cock is stirring.
What am I talking about?
I have a full-fledged boner going on right now.
The moment she meets my gaze, the expression on her face changes. Her eyebrows rise as she shakes her head before throwing out an arm to keep me at bay.
“No! We have reservations to meet Brooke and—”
“They can wait.”
Slowly, she retreats. “Easton, I spent thirty minutes on my hair and makeup. You’ll mess it all up!”
I shrug, not giving a damn. And once I’m deep inside her body, neither will she.
“I’ll be careful,” I cajole. “I won’t even touch your hair. You can bend over the bed, and I can slap that perfect ass a few times.”
Even though she’s trying to keep her distance, heat leaps into her blue eyes, making them grow darker. It doesn’t take much to get her going. It’s just one of the things I love about her.
“You know that’s the only way I’m going to make it through dinner without dragging you away from the table and fucking you in the bathroom.”
Her breath catches at the reminder of what happened three months ago.
I tilt my head. “Or maybe that’s what you want?”
A whimper escapes from her. I can almost see her mentally tumbling back in time and reliving the moment at the club where we’d been hanging out with friends.
When her back hits the wall, I stalk closer, caging her in before pressing my erection into the softness of her body and thrusting. “So, what’s it gonna be, baby?”
Her forehead falls against my chest. “You’re going to be my undoing, you know that?”
Yup, I do.
Because I feel the exact same way.
Maybe it took me a while to see what had always been right in front of me, but now that my eyes have been opened, I won’t ever let her go.
She picks up her head until our gazes collide. “I love you.”
I rub the tip of my nose against hers. “I love you, too. Always will. Now, get your ass in that room so I can have my wicked way with you.”
She grins before doing exactly that.
The End