“Of course, I am.” I reached up and tried to smooth out the wrinkle in his brow. “I want to be wherever you are, and your life is here in Timber Ridge.”
My answer didn’t help the way I thought it would. Cason’s hands gripped my hips, and he yanked me against his chest. “The same is true for me. If you want to go back to Chicago, then that’s what we should do. You shouldn’t have to give up shit that’s important to you because fate paired you with me.”
“It’s not just that I accepted you as my mate because you were my destiny.” I pressed my forehead against his. “I would have chosen you if it had been possible, and I’ll always choose you over everything else each day for the rest of our lives.”
His palms drifted up my back to cup my shoulders. “It’s the same for me, baby. I can live anywhere as long as you’re with me. You don’t have to choose to stay here for me. Take the job at Castagna if that’s what you want. I’ll support you every step of the way.”
Sincerity shone from his dark orbs, and I knew he’d do anything if it made me happy. “I love that you’d move to Chicago for me, but that’s not where I’ll be the happiest. Timber Ridge is my home now, and Timber Treasures is where I want to cook. Not Castagna. I love what we’re creating here.”
“And I love you.” He palmed my cheeks and tilted my head back to brush his lips against mine. “So very much.”
My heart melted even more. It was the first time either of us had said the four-letter word to each other. “I love you, too.”
His dark eyes flared with male satisfaction before he bent his head to claim my mouth in a passionate kiss. “I’m so fucking lucky those assholes sent you running straight into my arms.”
“Who knew that the worst thing that happened to me would end up leading me to the best thing ever?” I grinned up at my mate as I twined my arms around his neck.
“I know you turned down the job offer, but I still think we should celebrate it anyway.” He lifted me up, and I wrapped my legs around his waist. With his hands cupping my butt, he ground his hips into mine. I felt the heat of his hard length as it pressed against my core.
“That sounds like a fantastic idea to me.” The friction of my drenched panties against my clit drove me crazy as he carried me upstairs to our bedroom. I was frantic to get him naked before we even reached the bed. Slipping my hand between us, I slid my palm down his chest and six-pack abs to flick the button of his jeans open. I’d just worked my hand into his boxers and wrapped it around his hard length when he tossed me on the mattress. “Hey, I wasn’t done with that.”
He lowered his zipper and fisted his dick after shoving his jeans and boxers down his legs. “Don’t worry, my hard-on isn’t going anywhere until your tight pussy is wrapped around it, milking my come from me while your screams fill the air.”
My ovaries just about exploded at the sensual promise I knew he’d fulfill. Crawling toward him, I flicked my tongue over the drop of pre-come on the tip of his dick before whispering, “Yes, please.”
He wrapped my hair around his other hand as he stroked the crown of his cock over my bottom lip. “Open your mouth for me, baby.”
My lips parted, and he gently pushed a few inches inside. I savored the salty taste of his pre-come as I hollowed my cheeks to suck him deeper. A deep groan rumbled up his chest, and I loved knowing I was giving my mate pleasure. He worked his cock in and out of my mouth for a few minutes before he pulled away and pressed me onto the mattress. “Your mouth feels like heaven, but I need the taste of you in my mouth before I shove my cock deep inside your pussy.”
I would have liked to suck him until I made him explode, but giving him a blow job turned me on so much that I was already teetering on the edge of orgasm. Frantic with need, I ripped my shirt over my head while Cason got naked. Then he helped me with the rest of my clothes before he wedged his shoulders between my thighs and lowered his head to devour me with his mouth. I felt each tug of his lips deep in my core, quickly pushing me closer to my release.
“I love how fucking wet you get. Drenching my face before you come.” His strong hands gripped my butt cheeks to lift me closer to his mouth. “And it’s all for me. I’m the only one who will ever have your taste in their mouth. Who’ll hear you cry their name in that husky tone that drives me fucking wild.”