Page 81 of The Merger
One last kiss. “That makes two of us.”
ChapterThirty
Sabrina
Dressed in togas made from flannel sheets we sat in front of the fireplace and had a picnic of canned ravioli and peanut butter on crackers. The battery on Stryker’s watch died hours before and time became irrelevant. Tomorrow we’d have to find a way off the mountain, but if I’d learned nothing from the plane crash it was that time was both short and meaningless.
I leaned against Stryker, soaking up his warmth and affection. Everything was up in the air-how we’d make it home, how we’d save Anderson East, and what the new dynamic of our relationship would look like. All the tension started to drain from my body. Habit had me reaching for my purse before I remembered it was somewhere in the wreckage.
“Shit,” I muttered, and I froze.
Stryker said he wanted a family, but was that something he said in the heat of the moment? And what did I want?
Stryker moved my hair over to my other shoulder and trailed his lips up my neck. My instincts were at war inside of me. Part of me wanted to hand myself over to him and enjoy the freedom that came with submitting my will to him. The other part of me demanded I protect myself in case he was angry that I’d lost my birth control pills on the plane.
“You were starting to relax and then you went stiff as a board. What’s wrong?” he asked.
My mouth went dry and my heart felt lodged in my throat. As much as I wanted to hide from his reaction, I turned to face him.
“Sunshine? You’re worrying me. Do you feel okay? Is it your head?”
I shook my head. I opened my mouth, but no sound came out. Clearing my throat, I tried again. “My head is fine. I’m just freaking out a little.”
“That’s only natural. We’ve been through a lot the last couple of days.”
I shrugged. “That’s not it. At least not all of it.” I took a deep breath. “Our bag, including my purse, is on the plane.”
He took my hands. “It’s only things. We can replace it.”
“I don’t think it’ll be that easy to fix this by buying some stuff.”
He studied my face. “Whatever it is, just talk to me. We’ll handle it together.”
“My birth control pills were in my bag,” I said in a rush.
Stryker went still and I held my breath waiting for him to say something.
“How do you feel about that?” he asked cautiously.
“I’m not sure. Right now I’m more worried about how you’re going to react,” I admitted.
“I’m thirty-five and married to the only woman I’ve ever loved. I want a life with you, and that includes children. But, I realize I’m ten years older than you, and we might not be in the same place. I don’t want to pressure you.”
I exhaled. “So you wouldn’t freak out if I told you the kind of birth control I take has to be taken every day, at the same time, to be effective? Because I’m kinda freaking out right now.”
Stryker crawled forward causing me to lean back. Once he had me on my back he held himself over me.
He stared down at me with such intensity I felt my skin flush. His fingers pulled at my sheet, unraveling where I tucked it into the top.
“Are you telling me-” he kissed his way down my throat- “that-” he flicked my nipple with his tongue- “if I fuck you-” he sucked my nipple into his mouth and let it pop free.
I threaded my fingers in his hair and pulled his head up. “What? Tell me, if you fuck me, what will happen?”
A wicked grin pulled at his sinful mouth. “If I bury my cock inside of you, and fuck you until neither of us can move, then there’s a good chance my baby will start growing right-” he nipped at the skin of my stomach- “here.”
“I think it would be our baby,” I gasped.
He shoved my knees apart and buried his face in my pussy. He devoured me with the same focus he had in the shower earlier.