Page 216 of Cross the Line
“I’m sorry I got in my head for so long,” I whisper when he shifts to look at me.
I hold him there instead, and he flips onto his back, taking me along. Hazel eyes lock on mine, and my heart twinges at the wistful set of his mouth.
“JJ…”
“I get it, Fin.”
Fuck.Guilt twists my stomach.I’ve hurt him.
“I didn’t want to put all the crap in my head on you. You dealt with it so gracefully and?—”
“That’s not true, Finley. I dealt with it how I had to because, aside from Eli, I couldn’t talk to anyone else about it.” He swallows. “But you can talk to me like you always have. I want you to talk to me.”
“It’s not that simple, Jayden. I don’t know what to say or how to say it. Every time I’ve tried, the same bullshit comes out, and it’s wrong because this isn’t about me. It’s about Eli and?—”
“Wrong,” he says, firm and quiet. “If it wasn’t about you. If it shouldn’t affect you, Eli would’ve told you sooner. The thing is, as terrible as it sounds, it is about us. How could it not be when he is a part of us? He hurts, we hurt.” His warm palm cups my face. “Hurting for another person is literally the opposite of selfish. Hurting for someone you love is the antithesis of wrong. And it makes me love you more.”
A faint smile quivers on his lips as they skim mine. There’s no tongue or teeth, just the tender brush of his shaky breaths whispering all the words our emotions ball in our throats.
My hands slide up from his chest to his unruly hair, and I still can’t quite catch my breath when his mouth wanders and his hand pauses over my thudding heart. He sits up, bringing us chest to chest.
“You’re never alone, Fin. I’m always here to carry you no matter what.”
“I know,” I manage through the prickle in my throat and eyes.
“Especially if it’s crappy thoughts.” I swallow at the earnest rasp of his words. “But so we’re clear, there isn’t a single part of you that’s crappy to me. I love you. All of you. All your imperfections, all your faults, and all that’s in between. They mean everything to me.”
“Jayden, I…” He silences me with his kiss.
Nothing like the one we shared moments ago. It’s all tongue and teeth. Tenderly volatile in its urgency and desperation. Its softness is graveled by our breaths and the rudimentary necessity of our bodies to be closer. To feel each other’s warmth and satiate the desire to hold and possess.
“You are everything to me,” he whispers against my swollen lips, hands cradling my face so tight I feel his pulse in my jaw. “Without you, half of my world is missing. I’m unhinged, and there is no axis that will hold me. Do you get that?”
I don’t get a chance to reply as he maneuvers me onto my back without warning. His body pins me beneath him.
“And I miss this. I miss us.” He punctuates each statement with a kiss, and nip, and a lick to my bottom lip. “I miss you, Baby.”
“I love you,” I whisper, tilting my face up to his.
Without another breath, Jayden kisses me again. Tongue licking into my mouth as his hands grip my hips. His groin slots into mine the instant I push his underwear over his ass, freeing his erection.
The heat of my body chases after his. Every grind. Every teasing thrust of his length through my slick flesh. Our bodies rut in slow desperation until his girth finds my entrance and he sinks inside me with one purposeful thrust.
“Fuck, this pussy is heaven,” Jayden groans into my mouth when I whimper at his intrusion.
I’m sore from last night, and it only makes me more sensitive to every stroke of his erection. I feel every inch of him stretch my walls the same way his words have my heart.
“I can’t breathe without this, Fin. I can’t… I…” The words dissolve into a long moan as he pours all the unsaids into our kiss.
With every rake of my nails along his back, he spears me deeper and harder with his perfect cock.
My body is vibrating with every ounce of affection he worships me with. “Jayden… Honey…”
I hitch my thighs over his hips, opening all of myself up for him while I hook my feet together over his ass, keeping him deep inside me.
When he braces himself over me, stare holding mine, I come apart.
“My fucking world,” Jayden grunts with a slam of his hips into mine.
