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I roll my eyes, thanking him with a hug.
Sophie looks around the tree in search of another present for Foster that she won’t find. “Uh oh.” She frowns, shaking her head. “You were on the naughty list.”
He hides his laugh with an inked hand covering his mouth. “I think this goes as a lesson for no one to act like me.”
As Soph dives into opening her gifts, I lean into him and whisper, “I couldn’t … I couldn’t bear to put a present under the tree that wouldn’t be opened.”
He wraps his arm around me. “I’ve got all I need right here.”
18
I’m so happy he’s home. We lay in bed, tangled together. I can’t sleep, and neither can he. He’s home, he’s really home.
When Adeline came back from work, we bolted to Foster’s place. There’s a party going on downstairs, but neither of us care. It’s not like we’re going to need silence to watch television when we can watch each other.
Truth be told, I haven’t been able to click on a TV since I saw the way TK communicates.
It’s infuriating, but I’m thankful that he kept his word to release him. But he can just as easily put him back in there to do another job. It’s all so fucked.
“Where are you?” Foster asks, pulling his inked fingers through my hair.
I turn to face him, looking over his features. I’ve seen them a million times, but I’ll never get tired of them.
Black hair that curls above his brows, obsidian eyes that always remind me of the ocean at night. “I’m right here.”
He shakes his head, pulling his lip between his teeth. “I need you here, Sky. Like really here with me.”
The look in his eyes reminds me where he’s been, locked away in a cell experiencing things he may never tell me about. I run my hands through his hair, scooting my body closer to his.
Foster sends me a crooked grin before dipping his head down to plant a kiss on my lips.
At first, it’s a sweet, loving kiss. Then, as his tongue slides into my mouth and I climb on top of him, it becomes something more.
I missed his touch, his taste, more than I could imagine. Lonely nights without him threatened to destroy me. But I need to come back to earth. He’s here, and I don’t need a single distraction … besides him.
He moans into my mouth as I pull his cock from his shorts, stroking him.
“Fuck, Sky.” His head dips back into the pillow. “I missed you so much.”
I bring my lips to his neck, teasing and biting. Watching him grow wild with each stroke I make. He growls before flipping me over and slamming me into the soft bedding.
His eyes are wild, dark, and hungry.
Our hands are everywhere, searching for each other although we’re as close as anyone can be. Mine are on his back, scratching him as he rubs against my panties.
“Take me,” I beg.
He pulls down my tank top and cranes his neck to tease my nipple with his tongue and teeth. I buck my hips forward, inviting him, but he continues his teasing.
It’s only when I moan his name that he brings his fingers down and checks. “I needed you wet,” he growls in satisfaction, not bothering to take them off gently as he rips them to shreds and shoves his cock inside me.
Butterflies flutter in my stomach with each thrust, each moan that we don’t care to cover. The music thumps through the house, the bass giving him a steady rhythm that he doesn’t care to use.
We’re young, wild, and free. Trailing our fingers through sheets and skin, showing how much we love one another with our bodies.
Until finally, we collide into euphoria together.
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