Say It's Forever (Redemption Hills #2)(96)

“Please,” she uttered low as she jerked at the button of my jeans. As she kissed a feverish path over my shirt. The sound of my zipper being ripped wide open echoed against the walls. It mixed with our haggard breaths, with the pants that jutted from our lungs.

In a second flat, she had her greedy little hands on my dick.

She stroked me hard. I grunted, edged back far enough that I could grab hold of her underwear and rip them down her legs. And she was right there, angled back on the counter, her legs spread wide.

Bare, her cunt glistening with her need.

“Always so wet, darlin’. So fuckin’ sweet,” I rumbled.

I had the aching head of my cock pressed to her center.

A firestorm whipped through the tiny room.

I ground out a hiss at the contact, and I took her by the outside of the thighs.

Wasn’t breathing as I watched myself stretch her wide. As I rocked and jutted and pushed my way into her tight little body.

Bliss clawed its way along my spine.

Girl too much.

Perfect and right and everything.

Salem was gasping, shaking as I filled her, hands under my shirt and pushing it up before her nails were raking down my skin, like she was searching for a way in.

I groaned out when I was fully seated. “Fuck, yes, darlin’.”

Then I was crushing my mouth back over hers.

Fever reheating.

I took her hard. Every stroke of my hips possession as I slipped my arms under her legs and took her by the waist to angle her just right.

Thrusts deep and desperate.

She held onto my shoulders.

Stifled moans wheezed from her mouth as I scored myself into her body.

As I marked her.

Every fuckin’ dive of my dick was a claim.

A proclamation.

Could feel her winding up.

Every nerve ending in her body came alive.

Like all of them were arching toward me.

Pleasure radiated from her being like a shimmery, blinding light.

And I couldn’t get close enough.

Wanted to fall in and sink under and disappear in her storm.

Get lost there forever.

“Forever.” I didn’t mean for it to slip out as I picked her up off the counter and pressed her to the door.

I needed her closer.

I pinned her against the metal.

Felt the coolness echo through the heat.

The flames.

The fire.

I bucked into her as she rode over me.

Hard.

Explosive.

Wild.

Her gasps were mine and my grunts became hers.

The air crackled.

A picture fell from the trembling wall and crashed to the floor as I pounded into her. Chasing down the sensation that burned around us like one of those dreams.

Tangible but unattainable.

It only spun us farther. Wound us into this disorder that only belonged to us.

Our bodies melding.

Molding.

Melting into bliss.

Felt it when she split.

When her walls clamped down around my cock and every molecule of her body blew.

A total eruption.

Her nails sank into my shoulders, and she burrowed her open mouth against my throat in a silent scream as the orgasm streaked through her body.

Salem tremored and throbbed and shot me into paradise.

Where it was just me and her.

I surged and jerked as my sight blurred at the edges.

I finally tripped.

Every promise I’d ever made myself no longer existed.

Because every part of me belonged to this girl.

Salem sucked for a breath while I held her tight where she was pressed to the door.

I edged back an inch, my arms a fortress around her body. “I have you, Salem, I have you.”

Emotion crested through her features, and slowly, I set her onto her feet. I pecked a kiss to her jaw, then pulled my jeans over my hips, left the fly hanging open as I grabbed a washcloth from under the sink and ran it under the faucet.

I knelt in front of her and dragged it between her thighs, cleaning her up, caring for her in a way I wondered if anyone ever had.

I kept peeking up at her, at the way she watched me like I was real, too, even though there was no missing the tumult that still spun through her spirit.

I tossed the washcloth to the hamper in the corner, then I grabbed her underwear and slowly eased them back up her legs. My words were a grumble when I met her gaze, “I want you and Juni to move in with me.”

Shocked panic filled her expression. “What?”

Standing, I slipped my hands up under her dress, adjusting her underwear over her gorgeous ass, doing my best not to cop another feel but unable to do anything but glide my hands back down her thighs, anyway. I pulled her against me. “At least until we know it’s safe. I’m not going to be able to sleep if you aren’t by my side.”

“Jud.” It was a defense.

I shook my head. “Run to me, Salem. Let me be there for you. You know it’s where you belong. Where you’re going to be safest. You know I’ll fight for you. Fight for your daughter.”

A war blistered through her expression, and her eyes dropped closed for a beat. Felt my own shock when she gave, when she nodded and said, “Okay.”

Thank fuck.

Hugging her to me, I ran my fingers through her mussed hair, pressed my lips to her temple before I angled back and met her with a little more of the truth. “No better place than being in you.”