Page 5 of Unfaithful

I instantly pulled her up and slipped my arms around her waist, pulling her close. She tilted her chin up, rising onto her toes, and kissed me softly. Her breath mingled with mine as she exhaled into my mouth, her lips deepening the kiss as she pulled me in. I cupped her core and rubbed languidly, already feeling the slick warmth coating my fingers.

I loved her. I loved her so fucking much. What if she left me? What would I be? I couldn't imagine it. A low, rumbling sound escaped from my chest as I pulled back slightly, my voice husky. "Are you mine, Sara?"

She shivered, her breath catching as she seemed unable to form a single sentence. The feeling of my hand on her entirely consumed her focus.

"You know I am," she moaned.

"Say it," I whispered, my voice strained, needing to hear it.

In that moment, insecurity washed over me, driven by the guilt that ate at me. Guilt over what I had done, over my betrayal. Every day, I feared Sara would find out and leave me.

"Ah, Cole..."

One finger slipped in. "Say it."

"I'm yours," she moaned louder.

Two fingers in, slowly swirling inside.

"Again."

"Fuck, Cole! Just get on with it already," she snapped.

I chuckled as I pulled out my fingers and turned her around so fast, pressing her to the wall with her back against me. Warm water from the shower above us drenched us both, but it was only her I felt. Her skin, her breath, everything.

I slammed into her with one powerful thrust. Then I began pounding in and out of her, tightening my arms around her. Our breaths intertwined as I gently tilted her head, lifting her chin to meet my mouth.

It wasn't long before I felt the shiver that overtook her body, the tightness of her core, followed by the explosion that made her knees buckle. The climax hit her hard, and I had to catch her before she collapsed to the floor.

But I wasn't done. I angled her hips up, then I moved fast, again and again. And when I finally climaxed, a low growl rumbled from deep within me as I held her tightly, my body shuddering violently.

We were still catching our breaths when she turned around, palmed my face, and looked at me—really looked at me. Her gaze was soft, and my heart softened along with it. I lived for this moment when she looked at me like I was her everything.

"Cole..."

I swallowed.

"I love you," she said.

Oh, goddamn it, Sara.

Emotions overwhelmed me in an instant, threatening to bring me to tears. The urge to confess everything surged through me. I wanted to tell her. I wanted to be worthy of the way she looked at me.

But if I told her, I'd lose her.

So, all I could do was pull her into my arms and whisper, "I love you so fucking much, Sara. You're everything to me. I'll never leave you, even if you ask me to. Do you trust me?"

She nodded. Her body went slack against mine, a soft sigh slipping past her lips. I hoped to hell she felt the truth in my words. I pressed a firm kiss to her forehead and tightened my grip, staking my claim.

She was mine. She fucking belonged with me.

And I would never let go.

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I pulled into the reserved parking spot with my name on it and stole a quick glance at Sara, smiling warmly at her.

"Hope you have a great day," I said, smiling.

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