Page 89 of Don't Remind Me
Then her mouth wrapped around the head of my cock, and my restraint snapped.
I tossed her onto the bed, her laughter tightening my chest with an unfamiliar warmth. I tore my shirt the rest of the way off and kicked my pants and boxer briefs free, grabbing a condom from the bedside table before crawling on top of her and claiming her mouth with mine.
Our bodies connected, skin to skin, and nothing had ever felt so right.
“Now, Jase. Please,” she begged, rocking her wetness along my cock.
I kissed her again, stroking her tongue with mine, then rolled the condom on and hooked her legs over my arms, spreading her wide.
In one long stroke, I sank into her, filling her completely. She let out a gasp that had me clenching my muscles, her body so fucking tight around me. This position let me go deep, and I pumped into her with full, steady thrusts, dragging my pelvis against her clit with each rock forward.
Her eyes squeezed shut as her nails dug into my shoulders, making me grunt, my hips snapping faster. My name fell from her lips. “Jase…Oh God, Jase.”
“Look at me,” I said softly.
Her eyes opened and locked with mine, pupils dilated, the whole of her in her gaze. No masks in sight.
“I love you.”
I’d always imagined the words being painful to say, like ripping out a piece of me. Maybe because that was what it had always been with anyone else. Others taking pieces of me and trying to mold them into something different until all that was left was a picked-over carcass at the end of a meal.
Not with Dani. Saying it to her felt as good as showing her. Freeing in a way I hadn’t known opening myself to another person could be. She wasn’t taking anything from me; she was filling me. Lifting me up. Giving me as much of herself and trusting me to hold those pieces safely.
Her breath caught in her throat as her lids lowered, but she kept them open, her gaze never leaving mine as I thrust inside her and gave her every single piece of me there was.
She could have it all. I was safe in her hands.
Her legs tightened over my forearms, and her head tossed back as she tipped over, triggering my own release. I pounded into her, sparks shooting down my spine, spilling from me to her as my every muscle went taut and white heat scorched through my veins.
We stilled, our breaths coming in pants as we clung to each other, sweat beading on our foreheads. I released her legs, and they wrapped around my waist, keeping me inside her as I kissed between her breasts, her chest, her collarbone. I licked the base of her neck. Kissed beneath her jaw.
She trailed her hands up my spine, threading her fingers through my hair. Our eyes met, and a smile touched her lips.
“I love you too,” she said.
My chest expanded at the simple truth in her words. Even more so at how every part of me believed them.
We madeour way through the hospital, Dani’s hand in mine. I gave it a squeeze of encouragement, and her death grip eased slightly as she tossed me a reassuring smile.
She was okay. That was what that smile meant.
And I wanted to wrap her in my arms and kiss her for it because she was here for me.
I’d checked with Alec three times that he and Stephanie were okay with Dani joining me to say goodbye before they headed back to New York. My parents had left late last night, so it would just be the two of them with the baby, and Alec had assured me they were both fine with it. When we’d spoken on the phone earlier this morning, he actually sounded excited.
Probably because I’d never voluntarily brought a girl around before. Gabby was the only one who’d ever met my family, and that was because she’d taken it upon herself to text my mom about my birthday gift one year, and the two of them had coordinated holiday plans after that. It wouldn’t have been hard for Alec to figure out I wasn’t thrilled about it.
Or maybe he was just happy I was showing up at all. To be honest, I was too. The same clarity that made me realize I no longer wanted to pursue a relationship with my parents made it clear how much I wanted one with Alec. And that I could still have one, regardless of where things stood with my parents. Alec was his own person, and who we were as people and as brothers didn’t have to be dictated by them. I could still be a part of his family, and he could be a part of mine.
A family that now included Dani.
More than anything, I wanted her to see there was a place for her in all of this. Not on the outskirts where it might seem less awkward or uncomfortable. Not for my sake.
When we got to Stephanie’s room, I rapped my knuckles on the open door. “Knock, knock.”
Alec’s face lit up as I stepped inside, his baby boy rocking in his arms. “Look, Oliver. It’s Uncle Jase!”
Stephanie tossed me a smile from beside the bed where she was packing a bag. “Hi, Jase,” she said with a laugh.
