Page 66 of Heal For Me

“About as much as I missed coming like that.”

There’s my girl.

I prowl forward and she scoots backward, giving me room to climb up and settle between her gorgeous thighs. While gliding up her smooth legs, my eyes catch on something new. Her scars. I grab her calf and twist gently, just enough to see all six clearly.

“Do they hurt?”

Her hair tumbles off her shoulders when she shakes her head. “I’ve been massaging them nightly, hardly notice them anymore.”

“Good. And your knee?”

“Better than before.”

I slide my hand up and around her thigh and push. “So, if I do this?”

I watch her reactions closely, but her playful smile tells me before she does that it doesn’t hurt, so I push more until her thigh is resting against her stomach.

“How’s this feel?”

She wiggles, and I realize she’s trying to get my dick inside, and chuckle. “That eager?”

“Please.”

My willpower caves hearing her raspy beg. I used to be a hard-ass and make her beg until she was nearly in tears. Now I’m the one ready to tear the world apart because I can’t get into her fast enough. Tables have turned, and I’m not upset by it.

Her body is at the perfect angle, and I’m able to slip my head in with ease. Eating her out was a great choice, and she’s still soaked from it, but fuck, is she tight. Even using my hand to help guide it’s a struggle to get inside her. When she tenses, I pull out, and when I push back in, I’m able to get farther. I do that until my hips are flush with her body, then I drop her thigh and guide her leg to wrap around my waist where it belongs.

“Feels like the first time all over again.” Her voice is tight.

“Maybe.” I lean down and drop my forehead to hers and kiss her nose. “But you’ll be good and stretched for my dick in no time, ready to take everything I want to give you, because I’m not letting you out of my sight ever again.”

The sparkle in her eye is enough to make me fucking bust. There were days over the last several months I worried what might become of our relationship, if Payson would heal so much she realizes I’m not a good fit for her. But right now, hips flush and heavy breathing filling the air, I know we are exactly where we are meant to be.

Together.

A lot has changed between Payson and me, but the way our bodies connect and move together isn’t one of them.

I move slow, kissing my way up and down her body. Paying extra attention to her healed arms. Not smooth—they will never be smooth, but no fresh cuts.

The best stories have bumps, twists, and turns. And Payson’s story is my favorite one.

“Feels different, huh?”

I swallow hard and open my eyes, allowing her to see everything I’m feeling. “I’m so proud of you.”

The air between us thickens, and her eyes dampen. “I couldn’t have done it without you.”

“You did do it without me.” She’s so strong and still doesn’t see it.

But she shakes her head. She moves her hands from my body toward her neck. I hadn’t noticed the gold chain before now. She reaches over her shoulder and grabs the necklace with her ring and plays with it until the chain is gone. Then she slips the ring onto her finger and holds it up for both of us to appreciate.

“You were always there. This ring means so much more than a promise, Ash. It means everything. The days when it was hard to even breathe, I would sit there and hold this, and I swear I could feel you. Hear your heart through this thin metal. It’s impossible, I know, but it was so real to me. No one has ever promised so much to me, yet here you are.” Her lips trembles. I’ve stopped thrusting because, if I’m being honest, I’m having a hard time focusing on anything but her words. Not in my ear over a phone, here, right in front of me. I can see her lips move, watch her facial reactions to each word, and it’s fucking beautiful. “Not only promising a future I never thought I would have. But your heart.”

“My heart will always be yours, babygirl.” I kiss her as deeply as I can, yet it’s not enough; I wonder if it will ever be enough with Payson. It’s hard to think straight. She’s so easy to get lost in, and I want to get lost forever.

Payson wraps her arms around my neck and pulls me flush with her body. Her full breasts push into my chest, reminding me I’ve not given her tits any attention yet.

“I love you.”

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