Page 10 of Yours, Now and Always
My lungs are working overtime.
And my heart’s doing something dangerous and permanent.
Vow his fucking soul into my skin?
Yes, please and thank you.
Gage doesn’t miss a single second of my emotional unraveling. He watches me so intensely it feels like he’s already inside me giving me his soul.
When I don’t answer with words, he brings his mouth to my ear. “Get on the bed, Princess. It’s time you hear what forever sounds like.”
I do what he says becausemyentire bodywants to obey him. Because there’s not a single cell in me that doesn’t want this man everywhere, all at once.
I turn and climb onto the bed. Lingerie still on. Collar at my throat.
Breath shaky. Heart racing. Soul wide open.
The sheets are cool against my skin as I settle on my back and watch my husband.
He shrugs out of his jacket, his eyes never leaving mine. Removes his vest. Unbuttons his shirt with deliberate slowness.
His energy is everywhere.
All control. All heat. All devotion.
Even if my eyes were closed, I wouldfeelhim here.
He follows me. One knee on the bed. Then the other. He crawls over me with that slow, unhurried dominance.
The bed dips beneath his weight, and then he’s above me, chest bare, one hand braced beside my head, the other skimming down my arm.
His eyes drag across my body, blazing a trail of heat. And then he lowers his mouth to my collarbone. Warm breath. Bare skin. Everything sacred.
“I promise to give you the quiet you need,” he murmurs, every word said into my skin like he’s worshipping it.Worshipping me. “And never mistake it for distance.”
If I ever thought Gage had wrecked me before, I was wrong.
This?
Thisis devastation wrapped in devotion.
Vowing his soul into my skin like it’s the only language he knows.
I’m breathless.
Falling.
Irrevocably his.
He kisses just below my collarbone, then his lips follow the line of my body down to the curve of my breast. Soft and slow, undoing me one inch at a time.
He finds the clasp of my bra and unhooks it in one fluid motion. Not rushed. Not greedy. He peels it away like he’s revealing something precious.
His mouth finds my breast again, pressing a kiss there.
“I promise to listen. Even when you’re not speaking.”
My breath hitches.
