Page 93 of Words We Didn't Say

“We’re going to be a family,” I said.

Eden’s lashes fluttered in rapid blinks. I understood that look now. Emotions. Tears. She kept both locked behind the veneer of a smile. When would she feel safe enough with me to let go?

Her arms latched around me.

Oh—now?

Suddenly, she didn’t care about morning breath. Her lips burst against me in feverish kisses, urgent fingers clawing at my skin to roll me on top of her. I chuckled against her collarbone. I wouldn’t be heading to the office as early as I’d thought. Warm hands sailed over my skin. Scorching kisses stole the breath out of my lungs. I barely had enough air to grunt when her fingers curled around my cock.

“We should spend a little longer on foreplay, don’t you think?” I ground out.

“No. I do not.” Her hand worked me up and down in a gentle pull. “God—just—” Her head fell back on the pillow.

“Mmm?”

I asked the question, but I already knew what she wanted. She’d wriggled underneath me and sweetly spread her legs. One of her hands clung to my hip, urging me to give her what she wanted. The hand she’d used on me was now stuffed between her legs, furiously working her clit.

“Zach! Just—” More squirming.

This was so, so fun. “Mmm?”

“Just hurry up and put your big dick in me, would you!”

A laugh rumbled in my chest. “Since you asked so sweetly.”

I slipped the tip of my cock along the wetness slicked between Eden’s thighs and slowly slid into the spot she begged to be filled. Pleasure shuddered through me before sinking deep in my bones, urging me to plunge deeper, possess even more of her. She didn’t mind. Oh no. She loved it.Her eyes squeezed shut. Her mouth went slack with a long sigh.

I kissed her jaw. “That’s what my girl wanted, isn’t it?”

“Yeah.” She licked her lips and tilted her hips to force me even deeper. “Fuck, yeah.”

I groaned with her. “Yeah.”

For once, Eden didn’t try to rush me. She lay back, letting my hips control the pace, rolling with each thrust, her breath panting against my neck until my skin prickled. Her fingernails grazed over the stubble on my cheek.

“Why is it always so good with you?” she whispered.

I planted my palm beside her head and arched up on shaking muscles. My first kiss brushed one of her closed eyelids. “Because”—my second kiss landed on the other side—“I love you.”

“Yeah—oh—you do, don’t you?” Eden’s eyes snapped open, searching my face. “When did you know?”

“Hmm?” I didn’t want to talk. I wanted my lips on her when I was inside her. I wanted to kiss her again. So, I did. And then I licked her neck. Nipped it.

“When did you know you loved me?” she insisted.

“I was—fuck, Eden—I was falling for you forever.” I tried resisting the urge to buck my hips. No. That wouldn’t do. We could still fuck slow and steady and share sweet words. “I knew for certain the day you moved in. When I—oh—when I saw your—your toothbrush next to mine.”

“Why did you wait so long to tell me?”

“I was scared.”

“Of what?”

“That I wasn’t good enough for you. But I will be soon—”

Eden’s index finger pressed against my lips. “Don’t say that again, okay? You’re good enough. You’re incredible. Not your job.You.Hear me?”

I nodded.

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