Truth Be Told (Blackbridge Security 4)

“He didn’t. I thought you were gone or working on taking him from me.”

“I would never—”

“I know that now, but I was convinced you were done, that every interaction had become more ammunition to get custody.”

“I love you. I wasn’t giving you up without a fight.”

I bite my lip to keep from smiling because although I was hoping that he’d say it, the confirmation makes my heart swell.

“I’ll prove that I’m not going anywhere. I’ll—”

“Just kiss me,” I whisper, and he does.

His lips press to mine, soft and thorough, the urgency he was feeling earlier slipping away until our mouths are melded together as if they are one.

“Tell me again,” he urges against my lips as he starts walking us backward.

I whisper I love you over and over and over until his bed is at the back of my thighs. My shirt disappears just as fast as his own clothes, and I sigh in relief when he lifts me to the center of the bed and settles between my thighs.

“God, you’re fucking perfect,” he praises, his eyes gliding down my body to where his thick cock slides wetly against my clit.

“Ig,” I groan, his name a plea.

“Patience, sweet girl.”

I moan again, nearly to the edge from him just sliding his cock against my pussy.

“Look at me,” he urges, and my eyes find his dark gaze. “Feel me.”

With a skillful move, he shifts his hips, his cock lining perfectly up with my entrance, and he enters me slowly. My mouth falls open, a soundless cry on my lips.

His perfect teeth dig into his lower lip as he seats himself fully inside of me.

Our eyes stay locked the entire time. We don’t look away when my legs wrap around his hips or when my back arches from one slow thrust after the next. They stay locked when my fingers dig into his back when I get close to coming. As if in a trance, I can’t even close them when they roll back as my body submits to him and the most powerful orgasm I’ve ever had tries to pull me from the earth.

“Tin,” he groans, the muscles in his back tensing against my fingers. “Fuck, baby.”

And he comes, too.

Chapter 37

Ignacio

“This is the best,” I tell Tinley as I pull her naked body closer.

Her head is on my chest, nimble fingers toying with the trail of hair on my lower abdomen, the simple action telling my cock to get ready for round two.

“I’ve missed you like this.”

“We didn’t get much time in a bed before.”

She chuckles, her breaths teasing across my over-heated skin.

“I don’t want you going back to Texas,” I say, chancing her pulling away.

The sex was phenomenal. It always has been, but I need more than just her body.

I’m done with keeping my mouth shut, with expecting her to know where my head is at.

“I hate it there. Alex hates it there.”

“I want you here in St. Louis with me.”

There. Straight-forward and to the point.

She grips me a little tighter, but the silence is killing me. I gently push at her shoulder, clutching her chin so she has to look at me.

“I want you here.”

She bites her kiss-swollen lips. “Are you sure?”

“I’ve never been surer about something before in my life. If you don’t like the condo, we can move somewhere else.”

“This condo is great.”

“Only two rooms, Tin. That puts you in my bed because I won’t spend another night on that god-awful couch.”

Truthfully, I’d sleep on the floor at the foot of the bed just to be near her, but I’m sure she gets my point.

“It is a comfortable bed.”

I smile down at her before pressing a soft kiss to her lips.

“Are we going to do this? Are we going to be a family?”

“I have to get a job.” I don’t argue with her, don’t tell her that I have no problem with supporting her. I have the means and would give her and Alex the world without either of them needing to even ask, but I know her personality.

“Lots of jobs around here. The schools are great, too. Wren sent me a list. We can go over them if you like.” I shift to grab for my phone, but she stops me.

“We can do that later.” Her eyes drop to my mouth forcing my arm to wrap her tighter. “I think that’s what I want.”

“You think?”

She grins, an utterly mesmerizing sight.

“Yeah.”

“I need you to be sure. We’ve said some horrible things not just in the past but recently. I’m not trying to manipulate you or force you to let your guard down so I can hurt you. I’m in this a hundred and fifty percent.”

“Me, too,” she whispers.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

I kiss her then because how could I not? Our tongues tangle, and I swallow down her soft moans, shifting her body until she’s straddling me, my cock flat against my stomach and already leaking for her.