Rush

I crawl up her body, taking my time to plant kisses on my journey.

One on her hipbone and another on the curve under her belly button. I press my lips to the tender spot between her breasts before I glide my tongue over her neck.

“I came,” she announces in a whisper. “Could you tell?”

I settle in next her, drawing her into my chest. “I’m bald. You pulled out all of my hair.”

That lures a laugh from her. “You’re not.”

“I wouldn’t care if I was.” I rest my cheek against hers. “If it brought you pleasure, I’d walk around without any hair.”

Her breathing quiets. “It’s your turn, but don’t pull out my hair. I like it.”

I huff out a laugh. “Is that how this works?”

I feel the nod of her head against me. “That’s how it works.”

“I don’t want it to be my turn.” I kiss her forehead. “I want to feel you come again. I want to be inside you.”

She inches her way over me, her lush body pressed against mine until she’s on top of me. “We can try it like this.”

Staring up, I take in the vision of her nude body. Her nipples are swollen into hard points. Her cheeks are flushed pink from the orgasm.

My heart rams against the wall of my chest.

Love hurts. It’s true – love fucking hurts.

I reach to the nightstand to grab a condom. Ripping open the foil packet, I feel her eyes glued to my every movement.

Sliding back onto my thighs, she gives me space to sheath myself. She watches intently, her eyes glued to my cock.

I reach out to guide her back when I’m ready, but she’s already moving. Before I can register what’s happening, her tight heat is enveloping me.

“Oh, God,” she moans. “This is…”

“Fucking amazing,” I groan. “More, Emma.”

She sinks lower, taking more of me. “It’s so good.”

It’s damn good. It’s so damn good that I have to shut my eyes because watching her face as she sinks onto my cock is chasing me to the edge.

She starts on a slow rhythm. It’s gentle glides of her body over mine.

I hold her waist to temper her movements, because fuck me , this is more than any man can bear.

“We have to do this again,” she purrs. “Over and over.”

I can’t form a response because every nerve ending in my body feels exposed. I’m close to coming already.

I crack open an eye to see her brushing her tongue over her bottom lip. Her eyes are closed. Her head lulled back in ecstasy as she rides my cock.

Small moans escape her with every movement she makes.

I spear up into her. That sets her back into an arch.

My hand slides to her clit. I finger it, pushing, circling, luring her closer to the edge because there’s no way in fuck I’m going to last.

“Case.” My name spills out of her in a breathless rush. “I’m going to…”

Before the word falls from her, I come. I curse as she follows me into it, and when her pussy clamps around me, my eyes tear because this is everything.

This is pure and honest intimacy with a woman who has opened my heart and given it another chance to feel.

I pull her onto my chest and hold her there so she can hear the pounding of my heart.

It’s her heart.

It belongs to her, and regardless of what happens tomorrow or a year from now, that’s a fact that will never change.

Chapter 56

Emma

“You left me in bed so you could play a game on your phone?” Case accuses with a laugh. “What the fuck, Emma?”

I glance over my shoulder to see him coming down the hallway toward me. He’s wearing only a pair of black boxer briefs.

Wow.

I turn my phone’s camera to face him. “I should get a picture of this.”

He stretches his arms out at his sides. “Have at it. I have no shame.”

I snap a quick picture before I add it to my Printe order.

Drake will probably be coming back to Manhattan soon. That means I’ll be heading to Seattle with him and Jane to fill my folks in on everything that’s happened.

I want to print out the pictures I’ve taken on this trip to add to an extra scrapbook I have at my condo. I’ll label it my life-changing scrapbook since the life I’m facing in the future is completely different than the life I had before this trip.

Case drops onto the couch next to me, craning his neck to see my phone’s screen. “Is that the Printe app?”

I turn my phone toward him. “It is. I’m putting in an order. Do you have a coupon code?”

He huffs out a hearty laugh. “Hold off on that order until you’re on staff. Free Printe prints are a perk for Cabbott employees.”

I glance back at the screen and hit the order now button. “I can’t wait.”