Page 26 of Save You
“Were you serious last night?” I ask, feeling embarrassed but brave enough to still ask. “It’s ok if you weren’t, but I’d rather know now.”
“Every word,” he replies, now looking every bit sincere. “How about you?”
I nod rather too enthusiastically to look anywhere near calm and collected, but when he laughs at me, I don’t care.
“Good, because I’m moving you into my room so we can make this one a proper nursery for Mal. It’s about time the little man had his own space. We can’t make him a mama’s boy, can we?”
“Hey, don’t you call my son a mama’s boy!” I push at him, pretending to look all indignant but probably failing miserably seeing as I’m so happy right now.
“Ourson,” he whispers, and lifts my chin with his forefinger to kiss me again
His words have me grabbing both sides of his face so we can deepen the kiss, which he takes as an invitation to crawl over me and settle between my legs. In fact, even though we’ve only been together for less time than one of Mal’s epic tantrums, I can already tell that Tom won’t need a lot of persuading to get him in the mood.
The thought has me giggling into his neck, which only amps him up further. He trails kisses along my neck before slipping inside of me below the sheets. I gasp at the sudden intrusion but settle back to enjoy his slow, deep movements. Tom’s kisses remain light, gentle, and fluttery against my skin until I feel him begin to throb inside of me. He then rests his lips against my skin, breathing deeply as he tries to keep his climax at bay for a few more moments. As soon as his hand reaches down to massage me, I can’t stop myself from falling over that euphoric edge of an orgasm. I never thought sex would bring this feeling to me, it was always so painful and degrading with Carl.
“God, you’ve destroyed my stamina, Rose,” he mutters as he nibbles on my earlobe, “being inside of you makes me wanna come almost straight away. I’m usually far better at this!”
I laugh over his honesty but refuse to agree with the sentiment; he’s perfect to me.
“Let’s go get breakfast and then we can start moving you. I wanna take you out on a proper date tonight, you game?”
“Seeing as I’ve never been on a date before, I’m more than game,” I beam at him. “What about Mal?”
“Already sorted. Sadie has agreed to look after him, and even Mrs Topple wants to help out.” He winks at me, and I giggle with overwhelming happiness. “Apparently, everyone heard us getting together last night.”
“Holy shit!” I clasp my hands over my mouth in humiliation. “Seriously? How will I face them all? What must they think? Mrs Topple is eighty-five!”
He simply laughs at my horror-struck reaction before getting out of bed and heading toward the door with just his trousers from last night to hide his modesty. His naked torso, packed with muscle, has me momentarily forgetting all about my shame.
“Get up, darlin’, gotta face the music sooner or later!”
He winks with a naughty grin, one that will have others forgiving him for getting up to our sexual antics but will do me no such favors. After contemplating how to handle the situation, I decide to feign ignorance. Not that Mrs Topple is likely to keep her opinion to herself.