Page 43 of Into the Dark

He releases my arms, and I bring them down to hold onto his face as I kiss him again. I melt deeper into him as I hook my legs around his thighs. For every thrust of his body I raise my hips up to meet him. It feels incredible. He feels incredible.

“Fuck, you still feel so fucking good, baby.” He lowers his head and presses his forehead against mine as he slows, changing pace to rock into me slowly. Deep circles of his hips accompanied by the thick, intoxicating scent of his skin, which makes my body loosen and open for him. His movements are precise. They always are.

When he lifts his head and stares deep into my eyes again my heart almost stops. The look in the deep green of his irises makes everything else disappear. His body stops moving too, and all I can see is the love in his eyes, and all I can feel is him throbbing inside me, filling me, healing me, his breath soft and warm on my face.

“You’re everything I’ve ever wanted—do you know that? Why’d it have to take me so fucking long to find you?” His voice disappears through a crack on the last word, and for an instant I think he might be about to cry. I smile and bring my hands up to hold his face, softly tracing the hair that covers it now.

“Because neither of us was looking in the right place,” I say.

His expression softens, and I move my mouth over his, kissing him tenderly. He slides his hand around the back of my neck and pulls me down onto him as he thrusts deep. It makes me cry out in pleasure when he hits the spot right inside perfectly.

My orgasm rushes up quickly then and sudden, and like always he senses it. Knows what to do, how to play my body perfectly at the right moment.

“Yes, Alex, fuck. That’s it, baby,” he says as I hold onto him hard.

My orgasm is loud and bright as it moves through me, healing in its power. His own follows a moment later, his body stilling as a low, deep moan comes from the back of his throat, his climax moving almost violently through his body. An odd desire overcomes me as I feel him come. I want to feel him empty himself inside me again like that night on the stairs. I don’t know why, but the need is deep and strong in the moment.

“I love you so much,” I whisper. With my legs still wrapped around him, I close my eyes and enjoy the precious feel of him on top of me, his face buried in my neck as his body shudders with the last of his pleasure.

“You’re all I need, Alex,” he says against my skin. “You’re all I fucking need.”

I grip him tighter. He’s all I need too. And I know now that I’ll do whatever I need to do to make sure I never lose him again.

Jake

I smell the coffee before I open my eyes. When I do open them I see the wooden tray on the nightstand, a steaming coffee pot, a tall glass of orange juice, and a plate with a heap of scrambled eggs. Looks like he really is determined to feed me. He comes through the bedroom door a second later carrying a tray of toast.

“Morning, sleeping beauty.” He smiles as he sets the toast on the tray. He lifts a triangular slice to his mouth and flops down next to me on the bed.

“How are you awake and cooking?” I ask, rubbing my eyes as I sit up. “Did you go shopping?” He looks very fresh and awake in a crisp white T-shirt and slightly baggy gray jeans.

“I walked back down to that bakery again. The owner thinks I’m new in town. Ken, is it? Told him I was fucking the hot doctor from up the road senseless. Nice guy. West Ham supporter too.”

“Are they a rugby team?” I take a bite of toast to hide my smile.

“Baby, if we’re gonna do this, you need to know that after you and Cale they mean everything to me.”

I give him serious look and nod. “Got it. You really like rugby. You have my full and complete support with this, don’t worry.”

The side of his mouth lifts up. “You’re lucky I’m in love with you, you know that?”

I sigh dreamily. “Mmm, I do know that. I’m a very lucky woman.” I move across the bed, leaning up on my elbows to kiss him. He strokes his hand down my arm and then moves it across my naked back. “Thanks for going shopping,” I say as I move to lie against his chest.

“I didn’t get much. Bought bread, milk, and eggs from the bakery. But you had next to no food downstairs, you know.” He frowns down at me.

“I know. I’ve been away for three weeks. I’ll go shopping today, Mother.”

“Eh, no, you won’t.” He bends his head and kisses me.

“I won’t?”

“No, ’cause today you’re staying naked.”

“Oh, am I?”

“Mm-hmm. I’ve got six fucking weeks to make up for.”

I bite back a smile. “That is a lot of sex. But you’ll want me to eat at some point, I presume.” I sit up and take another bite of toast.