Page 117 of Only and Forever

Seems I said that out loud.

“I want to make you feel good,” I groan into her neck, kissing beneath her ear.

She shivers and turns, taking my mouth in a hard, hungry kiss. “You are. Now—” She reaches beneath my loosened pants, my boxers, her fingers sinking like claws into my bare ass. She yanks me against her and bites my neck. “Fuck me like you want to.”

“Shit.” My hips jerk into her, hard and urgent. Once, twice, untilI’m scrambling at the edge of release, panting with the effort not to give in.

“Take me,” she whispers.

I press my pelvis into hers, burying myself into her, and grind, leaning into the soft fullness of her body. She gasps. Yanking her top down, I bare her nipple to the cool air, latch my mouth over it as I cup her breast, heavy and spilling out of my hand. I swirl my tongue, drag my teeth against it. Tallulah shouts my name, fingers curling into my hair, holding me to her.

My cock swells, my balls draw tight. I scrunch my eyes against the glorious agony of scrambling at the edge of release. She rubs her hips up into mine, crying out hoarsely, “Viggo. Oh God. Yes, yes.”

I tear my mouth from her nipple, crash down on her lips. She grips my ass hard and moves me in her. “W-wait, Tallulah, I can’t—”

“Come,” she whispers. “Trust me. Just come.”

I swear into her neck, a hoarse, pained shout as I sink my teeth into her skin and pour into her, hot and hard, my hips jerking, legs shaking, burying myself as deep as I can.

Tallulah gasps as she works herself on me, holding my hair in her tight grip, tipping my face until my mouth meets hers, open and gasping. I grip her hair, too, and anchor myself to her as she arches up into me, and then I feel her, tight, rhythmic waves clenching around me, tearing another wave of release from me that makes me shout into her mouth, my brow scrunched, hips moving with hers again, rhythmic, rolling, until finally we slow, chests heaving, sweat on our skin, cheeks flushed.

Tallulah stares up at me, clumsily sweeping hair off my forehead. I brush fine blue strands off her face, too, breathing roughly as I stare down at her.

A slow, satisfied smile breaks across her beautiful face. “I love you,” she whispers. “I’ll never get tired of saying it.”

“Good,” I tell her, bending, kissing her once more, gentle andsoft. “Because I’ll never get tired of hearing it.” Tipping my head, I drink her in, save this memory, vivid and precious, tucked away to have for always. “I love you, too.”

Her smile deepens. “I know. Now,” she whispers against my cheek, kissing it sweetly. “I hate to break up the moment, but I think we have a wedding we don’t want to miss.”

I grin down at her. “I think you’re right. So long as I can get a guarantee that you’ll save a dance for me afterward?”

“Silly man,” she whispers. “Every dance is yours.Andevery karaoke song.”

“Now we’re talking.” I sigh, burying my face in her neck again. “There’s just one small problem.”

Her fingers trail through my hair. “What’s that?” she asks.

“My legs don’t work.”

Tallulah laughs.

“I’m serious,” I tell her, exhaling heavily as I push up on my elbows. “God, this is euphoria, isn’t it? I feel like those cows just let out of the barn after winter.”

Tallulah blinks up at me. “What?”

“In Sweden, the cows, they’re kept inside all winter, and it’s a whole day, everyone gathers to see it, when they let them out in spring. Much like my rather speedy performance, those happy fuckers sprint out of the barn, leaping and bounding—as well as cows can—across the grass.” I kiss her, my shoulders shaking as I start to laugh. “And that is the most romantic analogy ever.”

Tallulah draws me in again, kissing me deep and sweet. When we finally break apart, and her eyes meet mine, Imooso loud a flock of birds shoots out of the nearby trees. She laughs, hard and long; it echoes through the field.

It’s the most beautiful sound in the world.

THIRTY-TWO

Tallulah

Playlist: “Whole Wide World,” Mindy Jones

“Your legs seem to be back to their old selves, Bergman.” I smile up at Viggo as he sashays toward me, twinkly lights strung across the deck bathing him in a magical golden glow.

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