Page 43 of Tangled Up In You
When he started moving inside me, I held him closer as pain started transforming into pleasure.
“Mmm.” I looked between our bodies, seeing his sexy abs ripple with each of his movements. The discomfort from earlier was fading even more, and my body welcomed more of him. Needing more of him.
Corbin kissed my brow as he thrust deeper, but not faster.
When I caught sight of his eyes, I noticed the red, watery edges. And there went the rest of the dam that’d held me back. He was an emotional guy, but not one who actually liked to show said emotion. So when he did, it meant a lot.
I wrapped my arms more around him and buried my face in the crease of his neck, feeling my own emotions start to rise. The pleasure was strengthened by them, because it was more than sex. It was making love to Corbin, the only guy to have ever captured my heart and still had control of it.
No amount of time or space had changed that. Other emotions like resentment and anger might’ve masked that love, but having him so close to me—our hearts beating as one—all the bad just fell away into the abyss of the past.
“Fuuuck, Hunter,” he moaned, gently kicking my legs farther apart and lifting my hips a few inches. He thrust into me, and the new angle hit my spot so fucking perfect that I whimpered, turning to putty in his arms. He smiled down at me, flashing the adorable dimple in his cheek. “Right there?”
“Uh huh,” I answered, grabbing onto his hips and pulling him harder against me.
My orgasm slammed into me like a train, and I gave a drawn out moan as cum shot from my tip. I hadn’t even had to jerk myself off, which had only ever happened with Corbin.
He smoothed his thumb along my bottom lip as his pace quickened. “You’re so hot when you come.”
By the way his body was starting to tense, I knew he was moments away from doing the same.
I sucked his finger into my mouth and his eyes widened a fraction. And then he was coming too. His thrusts lost rhythm as his body shuddered. Soft moans left his throat, and I gripped his shoulders, digging my nails into his skin.
Afterward, he pulled out, but he didn’t move. He lifted his head and stared down at me, gliding his finger along my cheekbone and down to my mouth. His brow was wrinkled and a strange look was in his eyes.
“What are you thinking?” I asked before kissing the pad of his finger.
“This is the first time I’ve felt whole in seven years,” he answered, and his voice rang with vulnerability. “I know it’s corny as fuck to say this, but I was lost without you.”
My heart melted at his words, and I nuzzled my face into him. “I was lost without you too.”
“Our parting was such sweet sorrow,” Corbin said in a poor attempt at a British accent.
I scooted over so he could lie beside me on the bed. “Seven years later and you’restillon aboutRomeo and Juliet?” I asked before giving a jaw popping yawn. “The story of romance thatisn’ta romance.”
He slipped one arm under my head and draped the other around my waist. “And you’re still just as anti-romance as ever. I guess some things never change.”
I cuddled against his chest and breathed in the smell of him. “I missed this.”
His arm tightened around me as he kissed my forehead. “Me too.”
Not long after that, Corbin started snoring, and I snuggled more into his hold. Now that we were in the afterglow of sex, reality was ever slowly creeping back in.
This can’t last forever.
But I’d hold onto it for as long as it did.
Chapter 14
Corbin
It was still dark outside when Hunter stirred next to me on the bed and sat up. Still in a state of drowsiness, I squinted my eyes at him. His naked torso was pale and stood out in the soft trace of silvery light streaming in through the window.
“Hunter?”
“Sorry, I woke you,” he said before leaning down and kissing me on the lips. “I have to get back home to get ready for work. I hadn’t intended to actually sleep over so I didn’t bring clothes.”
I gave a sleepy smile. “Guess it’s a good thing you look better naked.”
