Page 85 of Sanctuary

I move over him so I can kiss him. He combs his fingers through my hair. By the time our lips disconnect, I’m basically lying on top of him. I lift my head and smile at him in the flickering light of the candle I left burning.

He smiles back. “I love you, sweetheart.”

“I love you too.” It’s so exciting—so freeing—to be able to say it.

“I did want to…” He clears his throat. “I wanted to make sure you’re not feeling obliged in any way, merely because I got injured and you’re grateful.”

I make a rough sound of objection.

“Because I did what I did because I needed to do it. Because it was the right thing to do. Not because I expected to be rewarded.”

“I know that. Of course I know that. You expected to die. I don’t feel grateful.”

He huffs dryly and asks in a teasing tone, “Not even a little?”

I giggle helplessly and press a few small kisses on his mouth. “Okay. I feel grateful a lot, but I’m not confusing that with love. I loved you before your grand sacrificial gesture.”

“You did?” He’s quiet now. Almost intense.

“Yes. I was scared. I think I loved you before… before we broke up. Maybe before we had sex. I don’t think I’d have ever wanted to have sex with anyone unless my feelings werealready… already attached. But I was scared to process it back then, and then I was terrified of getting hurt again after we broke up. It’s been a long time since I’ve really trusted a man. Trusted anyone but Del.”

“I know.” He’s caressing my hair and my back again with his right hand. “You were just starting to open up to me. To let me in. And I got so scared of losing you that I took a wrecking ball to what had barely begun between us.”

“But my feelings didn’t go away. And it’s only now that it feels like it’s safe to… to let thembe.”

He curves his hand around the back of my head and gently presses me down into another kiss. A slower, longer one.

Whatever was worrying him before has fully been answered now. He’s completely absorbed in the kiss.

Soon, I am too. All the whirling thoughts in my head grow still in the warm, tender excitement that’s coiling in my body and my heart. After a few minutes of kissing and stroking each other, I’m fully aroused, hot and wet between my legs and shamelessly rocking my body on top of his.

Finally, when my patience reaches its end, I readjust my position so I’m sitting up and straddling him.

He gazes up at me like he’s mesmerized. Even more so when I pull my nightgown off over my head.

He’s only got one hand now to caress me with, but it’s more than enough. He teases one of my nipples. Then the other. I arch backward and gasp at the pleasure.

After a few minutes, I start kissing down his body until I discover he’s naked under the covers. Giggling, I take his hard cock in my hands, stroking it until he’s groaning. Then I slide my mouth down around him, sucking him deep a few times. He bites back a helpless moan and rolls his hips against my mouth.

Before I take him all the way, I let his cock slide out of my mouth. He’s tired tonight, and he might not have more than one round in him. I want him to come inside me.

“Yes, love, climb on top of me again. Fuck, you’re so beautiful like that.” He’s breathing heavily as I position myself above him, and he holds his cock in place until I’ve lined myself up and sunk down, taking him into my pussy. “Fuck, love. You feel so good. You always feel so good. I’ve missed you so much.”

I let out a soft, lingering moan in pleasure from both the penetration and his raw, ardent words. “I’ve missed you too. So much.” I sway over him gently, sliding my hands up and down his chest, making sure to avoid the reddened skin where the doctor stitched up his shoulder wound.

He’s holding onto my hip with his hand, and he’s got the other arm sprawled out to the side, like he’s instinctively trying to grip the bedding even without his left hand.

He’s thrusting up into me from below, urgent and rhythmic but not rough. The friction gets me going even more, and I speed up excitedly, huffing in time to our motion.

“That’s so good, love. I can feel you getting tighter. You’re going to come soon. You’re going to feel so good.”

“Y-yes,” I hiss, dropping my head as the sensations build to a peak. “Gonna come. Hard.”

“Just let go. Don’t hold anything back. Take everything you want.”

I whimper softly as I work harder toward climax. My pussy is clenching around his erection as I fall into release. As I’m shaking and gasping, Aidan moves his hand to find and rub my clit.

I let out a startled cry of sharp pleasure as my pussy clamps down tight and then flutters wildly. He pushes up against my contractions with his cock and massages my clit so the spasms of pleasure keep coming and coming.

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