Page 116 of Conception
It feels so damn good, but it’s almost too much. Before I have a chance to process my thoughts, my body’s humming with satisfaction and I reach the precipice of ecstasy all over again. He continues thrusting while my body starts to go limp from the pleasure. He then tenses and squeezes my legs with his hands as he fills me with his release. My head is spinning; my body is still tingling. Knox’s head falls to the crook of my neck, where he peppers soft kisses along my sweat-slicked skin.
“Amazing. So fucking amazing,” he whispers, and the reality of what we’ve done crashes down on me.
I can’t believe I just did this. Hell, I can’t believe I lasted two months with him in my bed before doing this. My heart is full—yet heavy—and I’m ridiculously overwhelmed with a flurry of emotion that I can’t help the rush of hot tears. I try to blink them back to no avail.
“Amelia, no,” he whispers, wiping my tears away and getting the wrong idea. “I’m sorry. That was too fast. Too much. I’m so fucking sorry.”
Possibly one of the best moments of my life—definitely top-five material—and it ends with her crying.
I’m an asshole. A fucking deviant. I’m selfish beyond belief and I’ve never felt this damn low.
Which is kind of a conundrum.
I’ve also never felt so fucking thrilled.
Amelia’s expression is unreadable, and she doesn’t respond to my apology. Instead, she pushes past me and exits the bathroom.
“I was just coming to tell you we’re out of diapers.” She tosses the words over her shoulder.
I wrap a towel around my waist then follow her into her bedroom.Ourbedroom. Feeling like a caged lion, I force myself to sit on the edge of the bed. “Let me get dressed. I’ll go out and get them. Do you need anything else?” I sound too eager, but I don’t care. I’ll do anything to make this right.
“Knox,” Amelia calls, her eyes shining.
Fucking hell, more tears?
From my place on the bed, I hold my head in my hands, rubbing my forehead and then finally returning my attention to her. She ties her robe around her waist then comes to sit next to me.
“That was…” she trails off, trying to find her words.
I take her hand, bringing it to my lips to press a kiss against her. “That was too much. I was an animal. I should’ve been gentle. Slow. Fuck,” I mutter, running a hand through my wet hair before catching her gaze. “I’m sorry. It’s just… Hell, I’ve been dreaming of this ever since you let me back in your bed and I got carried away. Please, please don’t shut me out. I’ll go to the couch if you want. I’ll do anything, Amelia. Just don’t shut me out.” I’m practically begging, something I never thought I’d do, but when it comes to her? There’s no length I won’t go to, no bridge I won’t cross. No mountain I won’t fucking climb if it means she’s mine again.
She holds a finger up to my lips. “Shh. If you’ll be quiet, I’ll finish.”
I snap my lips closed, and the smile on her face has hope swelling in my chest.
“I wasn’t lying when I said I missed you.” She lets out a small laugh. “I missed you from the moment you left that last morning. Hell, I probably missed you before even that. The whole summer, I knew I’d miss you when you left. But how could I say it, knowing what this was supposed to be?”
We’re both such stubborn fools.
“And what just happened?” she continues. “Tells me you’re still twisted up in me in a way I think you’ll always be. I’m not upset that after far too many agonizing months I got to be with you again. I’m elated. I’m terrified. But most of all? I’m happy. Genuinely happy.”
“I didn’t hurt you?”
She shakes her head, her expression contemplative, which puts a bit of a damper on my burgeoning pride. “You weren’t what I wanted, Knox.Thiswasn’t what I wanted.”
Okay, ouch.
I start to open my mouth, but she holds a finger up.
“Still my turn.”
I nod.
“At least, that’s what I thought,” she clarifies. “I didn’t want to let you in. But what I found out was that it wasn’t up to me. You came in, without even knowing it, and you burrowed so deep that, even after you were gone, it was like you were still here.”
She glances to the bassinet on the other side of the room. “Okay, so in a sense, you were through Branson, but it was deeper than that. Itisdeeper than that. But it’s not about me now. It’s about him and giving him everything he needs.”
“Amelia, I meant what I said before. I didn’t move in here just because of the baby. I’m here because of you. He’s just an expected bonus. You said that this wasn’t what you wanted? Hell, babe, it’s not what I wanted, either. Until it happened. Now? I can’t imagine life without the two of you.”
