Page 41 of Healing Bonds
He groaned, the sound rumbling from deep within his chest. “Because if I kiss you now, spitfire, I won’t be able to stop, and then, we’ll be very late for Summer’s first birthday party.” His eyes glinted with lust, and he grinned at me. My heart fluttered, and my belly swarmed with butterflies. We hadn’t truly touched each other intimately in months, and I was desperate for him.
Ineededto hear that, to be reminded that I was sexy when I felt so ugly. I loved this man more than my next breath.
“Please,” I whispered, leaning into his chest, trailing my nose against his beard, my hand latching onto his. Ineededhim to heal me… or at least try to.
“Amber, I don’t know… Are you ready for this?” His blue eyes were clear like the ocean on a hot summer day, and they filled my whole body with desire.
I nodded and reached up to grip his shirt, pulling him closer to me. “Ryan, I need you to heal me, to remind me that I’m beautiful, that I’m sexy. Please don’t make me beg. Ineedthis.”
He growled low in his throat as his hands tightened on my waist. “You never have to beg me to remind you how utterly breathtakingly beautiful and fucking downright sinfully sexy you are.” He turned his head and captured my lips with his. I moaned low in my throat, my hands sliding up around his neck, my fingers burying in his hair.
“Ryan,” I whispered when he parted our mouths and placed hot, scorching kisses along my jaw. I whimpered when he sucked my earlobe into his mouth, nibbling gently on the sensitive flesh before he trailed open mouthed kisses down my throat. I clung to his broad shoulders, lost in a haze as my husband worshipped my body as if I was still the same beautiful woman he’d married over a year ago.
“Bed,” Ryan growled, gripping my hips and backing me up until the backs of my knees hit the mattress. When I sank onto the bed, I crawled backward, and he watched me through intense, almost predatory eyes that made my entire body shiver, my nipples harden, and my core to pool with warmth and need.
“Pull your dress off, baby.” I swallowed thickly, suddenly unsure. What if he didn’t like what I looked like anymore? What if he changed his mind? I’d never recover. I?—
“Amber,” he rasped, leaning over me. I blinked. When had he moved? “Focus on me, baby. Keep those pretty, green eyes on me.” He gripped the hem of my dress and slowly slid it up,revealing pale, freckled thighs. I gripped his upper arms, and he smiled, his eyes soft and warm. “That’s it, sweet girl. You’re my perfect wife. The most beautiful fucking woman in the world. I willneverwant anyone else. I loveyou. I want my future to always be withyou.” Leaning forward, he kissed me, slowly sliding my dress further and further up my body until we were forced to separate so he could lift my arms and pull the dress over my head.
His gaze heated with longing and need as he ran his eyes over me. Gently, he pressed a hand to my chest and pushed me back so I was lying flat. He groaned, his palms mapping my body. His mouth followed his hands as he slowly peeled off my matching panties and bra set until I was completely naked beneath him.
I should have felt awkward that he was still fully-clothed, but he never even gave me a moment. All I could focus on was his hands and his mouth and the addictive way he worshipped every single inch of me.
Pushing my thighs apart, he laid flat on his stomach, shooting me a wicked smirk before he buried his face in the most intimate part of me, his mouth working me like a man starved. Like it was over a hundred degrees and he hadn’t had a drop of water in days.
“Ryyyaaannn,” I moaned, sinking my fingers into his hair. I planted my heels on the mattress, unabashedly riding his face as he tongue-fucked me and sucked on my clit and drove me fuckingcrazy. I couldn’t think. Could barely breathe. And I crested higher and higher until I fell over the edge of that cliff, crying out as I drenched his face and my mind went all hazy and warm.
When I felt like I could breathe again, Ryan was standing by the edge of the bed, his shirt missing. His jeans were dropping to the floor. I squeaked when he gripped my knees and yanked meto the edge of the bed, spreading my thighs wide open. I shivered under his stare, my breathing quickening.
“You are the most exquisite fucking woman…” He thumbed over my nipples before leaning down to suck them into his hot mouth. I whimpered, arching my back, desperate for him. When his cock nudged at my core, seeking entrance into my body, I reached between us and gripped his base, angling him just right.
He sank inside me in a slow, deep thrust that tugged at all my senses and left me reeling in pure pleasure. I clung to him as he rocked our bodies together, making love to me all while whispering how much he loved me. How much he cared. How he was never letting me go.
How he was so fucking happy to be loving me like this again.
I silently cried tears of happiness, and he kissed me soft and deep as we came together.
This… maybe this was what I’d needed all along.
Chapter Eigteen
AMBER
An hour and a half later, we arrived at the party. Ryan and I sat in his truck for a moment as I gathered my thoughts, my head so filled with my love for him that I could barely think past it. Our time together had been everything I hadn’t known I’d needed. I couldn’t believe I’d deprived us of that.
“If you want to go home at any moment, just tell me, okay? Don’t feel pressured to do anything,” Ryan urged, twisting in his seat to look at me through those beautiful, blue eyes. “Everyone knows this is a big deal, Ames. And if Sum?—”
“No, I’m okay. I promise.” I drew in a deep breath, linking my fingers together in my lap to stop them from shaking. “I love her, Ryan, and it isn’t her fault that we lost our little girl.” Unlacing my fingers, I grabbed his hand over the center console as I stared at Ace and Celine’s house, absolute fucking terror racing through my veins at the thought of having to beperfectin the eyes of everyone today.
He squeezed my hand, and the gentle reminder of his presence helped me breathe easier.
I could do this.
Ryan believed in me.
I was strong.
I was okay.