Unbreakable(38)

“Em, I want you so much,” I whisper. “Do you want me?”

She opens her eyes, and I see that spark of desire again. “I do. I want you too, Will.”

I cup her face and bring her mouth to mine. I let it all go, kissing her with everything I have and everything I’ve felt for years.

“Get lost in this with me,” I whisper between kisses. “I’ve thought about you all day, Em. What it would be like to make you come. But you have to let me in. It’s the only place I want to be, sweetheart.”

She looks up at me, her eyes wet and shining with emotion, and I slowly sink all of the way inside.

“Ohhhh,” she murmurs.

I fight off a shudder as I try to get myself under control. She’s tight and wet and so damn perfect. It’s so much better than any of my fantasies.

Her lips meet mine again, and we find a slow, gentle rhythm together. Emmy makes a soft little noise as I go deep. The reality of this—that I’m finally inside of her and that we’re really f*cking—hits me hard.

“Em.” I grab her hips, holding her tight as I grind against her. It means I’m going even deeper than before, but f*ck, I can’t help it. I’m never going to get close enough.

Her breathing shifts, and she makes a soft, desperate sound deep in her throat. When she lifts her hips to meet my thrusts, seeking more of me, I know she needs this just as badly as I do.

Her fingers drift lightly along my back, and I’m suddenly hit with the realization that I’m more than just crazy about Emmy. What I feel for her isn’t some lingering teenage crush. It’s way more than just pure desire or simple want.

I’m in love with her. Totally, completely, in love with her.

This realization brings me equal parts despair and joy. Joy, because this is the happiest I’ve ever been—right here in this moment with her. Despair, because this can’t last. When Sully and our friends arrive at the cottage, our time together is done. These stolen moments are all we can ever have.

I need to make the most of it. I need to commit everything to memory because soon that’s all I’ll have—memories.

“Emmy,” I rasp, stroking her face. “You need to know that you’re everything, Sunshine. You’re everything.” It’s all I can say. I can’t tell her that I love her. She’s not ready for that. This moment doesn’t mean the same thing to her as it does to me.

I push everything aside and concentrate on right now as I rock into her relentlessly. My ability to go slow is gone.

Emmy’s eyes find mine, and so much passion burns there that I lose my breath. Her lush mouth parts, and she lets out a soft gasp.

“Please,” she pleads, pulling me closer. Her breathing is erratic as she hikes her legs up higher.

“Tell me what you need, Sunshine,” I murmur, threading my fingers through hers.

“You. I just need you.”

“You’ve got me, Em. You’ve got me.”

She’ll never even realize how much. I’ll never be anyone else’s but hers. Not after tonight.

I bury my face in the crook of her neck and groan as she shifts restlessly beneath me. Her whimpers give way to soft, needy cries. I let go of her hands, and she grabs my shoulders, digging her nails into my back. She’s seconds away from coming apart, and it’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.

“You’re so close,” I murmur, brushing a lock of damp hair away from her face. “C’mon, sweetheart. Let me take you there.”

A heartbeat later, Emmy moans and arches herself up against my body. There’s a rush of wet heat as she tightens and pulses around my cock. She cries out my name and comes again, and I lose every bit of my control.

“Emmy. Oh, f*ck. Em.” Pulling her legs up tight around me, I slam into her once, then again before letting go. Spots swim in front of my eyes, and I come so hard I groan with the force of my release.

After a few moments, I regain some of my composure and lift my head to glance down at Emmy. She reaches up and caresses my face, and I cover her hand with mine.

She kisses me, and it’s the sweetest, gentlest kiss we’ve ever shared.

Another wave of despair rolls over me as I bury my head in the crook of her neck. Emotionally, I’m stripped bare.

When my parents died in the plane crash, it was a total shock. I hadn’t had a chance to prepare. I know that my time with Emmy is coming to a close, and I thought that knowledge would make the inevitable a lot easier to handle.

But I was wrong; it doesn’t hurt any less. It’s worse, because I know it’s coming.

I kiss her again before slipping from her body. Even that simple loss of contact is almost too much to handle right now.

“Will?”

“Yeah?”

“You were right all along.”

I glance down at her. “About what?”

“You were right that this would be amazing,” she says softly.

I close my eyes and press my lips against the top of her head. “I never had a single doubt.”

“I could do that all night with you. I mean, I really want to.” She peers up at me through lowered lashes. “You know, I’ve never—” Emmy covers her face with her hands. “Gah. This is embarrassing.”

I gently tug on a lock of her hair. “C’mon, sweetheart. You can’t be shy after what we just did.”