Page 126 of Hoax and Kisses
She clenches around me so tight my vision goes dark.
“Matt.”
Fuck.
Her body writhes as her pussy grips me hard.
I follow her off the edge. My release barrels through me fast and loud, and I spill myself inside her in thick, hot, sputtering bursts, crying out her name as I fill her with every drop of my orgasm.
Only when we’ve both stopped spasming do I remove my finger.
Cradled in my arms, she’s breathless, warm and sweaty, red splotches scattered over her body from her climax. This might be my favorite version of her. The only one I want to keep for myself.
“I don’t think I have enough energy left to go back to your place.” She sighs as I roll her off my lap.
We lie on our sides, face to face, our knees tucked up against each other.
“It’s okay.” I brush away the hair stuck to her damp skin. “We can stay here as long as you want.”
“Can we never leave?” She glances around the room, at the flickering of the plastic lights dancing on the walls. “You made it so cozy and warm. And safe.”
With a chuckle, I pull her close, my nose brushing hers. “I’ll always keep you safe. No matter where we are. Even if I’m not next to you. I’ll always keep you safe.”
She clutches my neck, holding my gaze, staring into my soul. “You’re the best decision I’ll ever make in my life.”
My heart trips over itself. And I lay myself bare for her.
I hold eye contact, letting her see that she dragged me out of a dark hole I didn’t know I was in until she blitzed through it, bright and warm. I wait for her to realize she was the one who stitched back together the cracks in my heart. One day at a time, with her care and her smiles. I let her feel the weight I used to carry alone and how light I am now that she’s by my side.
Humming, I kiss the tip of her nose. “I think you and I were meant to meet at this exact moment in our lives. Neither of us would have been ready for such a profound change if it had come a few years ago.” I swallow, a steady current running through me. “You altered my brain chemistry. My body responds to you in a way I’ve never known. You were meant to happen to me atthis very moment. To prove to me that I could trust someone with my heart again. That I have the right to be happy. And I was meant to happen to you now too. To show you that you deserve a love that’s honest and unconditional.”
I lean in and kiss her.
I don’t know how long it lasts, but at some point, our kiss becomes sloppy and need takes over once more. And just like that, the store is filled with moans and labored breaths, her name on my lips and whisperedI love yous.
Until we plunge into oblivion again.
We do this all night.
Around five a.m., when early morning light filters through the curtains, Zoé finally falls asleep in my arms.
Chapter Twenty-Seven
ZOEY
Matt woke me up this morning at ten.
Ten.
As in, I had already skipped two work meetings, and my dad had been harassing me for three hours before I was conscious.
Twenty-three missed calls.
He must think I’ve been kidnapped or that I’m lost in the woods. I’m half scared to turn the TV on and discover there’s already an ongoing investigation into my disappearance.
But by some miracle, the familiar knot in my stomach doesn’t tighten at the sight of the (twenty-three) missed calls. I’m not picking my nails, and my leg isn’t bouncing. I’m not hung up on fears about what could have gone wrong or how long I have to fix it. I’m not rushing to call him back either.
I’m just… doing one thing at a time.
