Salvation (Surrender 3)

And there it is, she’s letting it go.

“No more secrets, promise me,” I moan, moving to kiss her palm.

“Promise.”

“Never again.”

“Never again,” she repeats.

“Do you still love me?” I ask, wanting to hear the words from her sweet mouth.

“With all my heart.”

“You going to move your stuff back?”

She leans up on her elbow and moves her hand to my bruised jaw. “Maybe we should take things slow.”

“Fuck no. We don’t go back. We go forward. And I want everything, including your furniture. No temptation to run when things get tough. We work through it, under our roof.”

“Robbie, saying ‘things got tough’ is a bit of an understatement.”

“How about if I say when I was the biggest fool on the planet to almost lose you?”

Her lips tip in a small smile.

“Tomorrow, we’re getting the rest of your shit. And cancel the lease on the apartment.”

She leans in and rubs her lips across mine. I barely feel the sting when she touches the cut. Her fingers brush against my jaw gently. “I’m sorry Alex punched you.”

“I deserved it. That fucker’s got strength.”

Her hand slides down, tracing the star design, and she smiles. “This is beautiful.”

My hand fists her hair as I pull her mouth back to mine. She parts her lips, and my tongue finds her instantly. I kiss her slowly, taking the time to appreciate the taste I’ve missed for weeks.

She leans into me, sliding her hand into the waistband of my shorts. My dick jumps at her touch, begging for relief. It’s been three long weeks since I’ve had any type of release.

Pulling back, I look into her eyes before I pounce. The same lust running through my veins is mirrored back in her shining eyes. Both our hands move at the same time, clawing at each other’s clothes, until we’re both naked and panting.

I glide my fingers over her clit, feeling the heat coming from inside her body. She throws her head back and moans loudly. The sound is like heaven to my ears.

“Baby, I can’t do slow and sweet. My dick is begging for you. I’ll make it up to you later.”

The second I slide into her, it’s a miracle I don’t explode. Every inch of her hot, wet, heat sucks me in all the way. She’s tight, so tight that stars cloud my vision when my hips rock against her.

We sit still for a second until she bucks against me, wrapping her legs around my waist. Without another thought, I thrust in and out, feeling every inch of her.

She arches into me and pulses her hips against my own. Sweat pours down my back as my balls tighten. Her small moans fill the room, her body writhing under me. I watch as the orgasm takes over, and she screams so loud her voice goes hoarse. Finally, I let go and growl until I’m dizzy.

She lies underneath me, her heart beating with my own, and I roll us over, still attached.

Her smile lights up her face, showing me her dimples. “Now I can nap.”

“Good, because we’re not getting out of this bed for a while.”

Phones ring, texts chime, and the door shakes from knocks, but I don’t let Ember out of my arms for the rest of the day or night. Finally, the next afternoon when Finn lets himself in and screams that he’s here, I let her go. She runs to the bathroom as I pull on a pair of running shorts.

“What the fuck?” I watch him unpacking groceries in the kitchen.