Always Enough (Meet Me in Montana 2)

The words were on the tip of my tongue. I wanted to tell her I loved her so fucking bad, but I couldn’t. I had no idea why—or maybe I did, but I hadn’t worked it out in my own head yet.

Kaylee reached between our bodies and guided herself over me, slowly sinking down until I was completely inside her.

“Kaylee,” I said, my voice sounding like I hadn’t had water in days. It was hoarse and wobbled ever so slightly.

“I’m right here, Ty.”

She moved slowly at first, then dropped her head back as she sat up. When she moved faster, bounced harder, I reached up and felt her breasts. Every ounce of tension slipped away, and I allowed myself to get lost in her. It was the most euphoric feeling I’d ever experienced in my life. This woman had a way of making me feel safe. Needed. Loved. She was fucking amazing.

“Yes. Oh, God, yes,” she cried out.

I couldn’t take my eyes off her. She was more than beautiful. She was stunning. She was naked. And she wanted me. All of me. I wanted to give her that, more than anything.

But I needed to tell her the truth. She deserved to know about all the demons that lurked in my head.

“Ty, I’m going to come. Yes. Oh, yes.”

“That’s it, baby, come on my cock.”

And that was all she needed. It hadn’t taken me long to figure out that Kaylee got even more turned on by a little bit of dirty talk, which I was more than happy to provide.

Once her body had slowed to almost a stop, I flipped us over. I put my arms under her legs, grabbed on to her hips, and fucked her fast and hard. The sounds of our bodies slapping together ignited a feeling deep inside me I’d never experienced before.

Sex had always been just that. Sex. No matter who it was with, where it was at, it was only a way to release tension. Emotionally, it had always felt no different for me fucking a girl than it had from jacking off in the shower. Zero feelings. But with Kaylee, this wasn’t just sex. No, this was so much more. God, it was so much more. I hadn’t been able to put my finger on exactly what it was, but I had a damn good feeling why it was different. I simply needed to say it out loud. Bring it to life. Breathe life into the part of me that had yet to awaken.

“Harder!” she cried out, making my balls pull up.

Fuck. I didn’t want to come yet. I needed her to come again.

I slipped my hand between us and played with her clit. Kaylee’s eyes snapped open, and she looked at me.

“Goddamn it, Ty. You and your even numbers.”

Smiling, I pressed my thumb on her clit, sending her over the edge before I joined her on the fall.

It was against my better judgment, and I told myself I was going to pull out again, but I couldn’t. I needed to fill her. I needed to mark her in every way possible.

She was mine, and I wasn’t ever letting her go. Ever.

I stood over the bed and stared at her. Her blonde hair spilled across the pillow, and I swore she looked like a princess. I wanted nothing more than to crawl back into the bed and make love to her again.

Almost as if she could sense me looking at her, she opened her eyes.

“Hey,” she softly said, her mouth turning up into a beautiful smile.

“Hey. I have to get over to the arena. I’ve arranged for a car to come get you in forty-five minutes. Is that enough time for you to get ready?”

Leaning up on her elbows, she tilted her head and let her eyes roam openly over my body, then scrunched her nose in the most adorable way. “Ready for what?”

“To come to the event this afternoon. I got CBS to give you a special backstage pass. You’ll be up in the booth with me.”

Her eyes widened with excitement. “Really?”

“Really,” I said, leaning onto the bed and kissing her. “I’ve got to go. I’ll see you in a bit.”

“Okay. See you in a bit.”

She looked like she was going to say something else, but instead, she dug her teeth into her lip.

“Tonight, we’ll actually talk. Like for real.”

With a nod and a smile, she replied, “Okay.”

“See ya.”

She lifted her hand and gave me a wave. “See ya.”

It took every single ounce of willpower I had to step to the door, open it, and then walk out. As I headed toward the elevator, I couldn’t wipe the smile off my face. It seemed like with Kaylee, we always did everything backward, but tonight . . . tonight we would talk. I wasn’t sure how things would turn out, but I believed every word she’d said to me earlier. Every word.