I lean my head back and smirk. “Me? Or my cock?” Before she can answer, I grab her hips and lift her up, slamming her down on top of me five times with brute force. “You. Love. This?” I ask with my thrusts.
“Yes. God, yes.”
When I finish, she takes the lead and digs her nails into my shoulders as she rocks against me.
“Easy, baby,” I warn her when her hand presses against my stitches.
Her eyes go to the spot on my arm, and she raises the sleeve of my shirt. Her brow furrows with pain, maybe guilt. I’m not sure. She leans in, pressing her hand to my chest as she kisses the bandage. I wince at the pressure she puts on me and she notices. Her hands grab the bottom of my shirt. “Take it off.”
I stop her from lifting it farther than my upper abs. “I’m fine. Just a little sore.”
“I want to see it.” She pulls with determination and I comply, shifting so she can lift it over my head. She inhales sharply, her eyes taking in the nine welts and the bruises that have formed around them. Her hand lies gently over the one welt that sits right in the middle of my chest. I see her lip tremble and reach up, cupping the side of her face. Her eyes meet mine with agony. “I could’ve lost you.”
I pull her face toward me. “No. You’ll never lose me. I told you that nothing could ever take me away from you.” I brush my lips against hers and taste her tears on my tongue. “Don’t cry. Not now. Be here with me, Mia.”
She kisses me gently after wiping her tears away. “Make love to me. Just like you did that first night.”
“You want me to be gentle?” I ask, snaking my arms around her waist. She nods before sliding off my lap and lying out on my back seat, legs spread. I shove my shorts and boxers down to mid-thigh before getting between her legs. “Guide me in, baby.”
She smiles and reaches around me, pulling me straight into her.
I thrust my hips slowly, letting her feel every inch of me as I brace myself on my elbows. Her eyes flutter close and she arches against me, brushing her chest against mine with a deep inhale. I can feel her heart knocking against my chest, mimicking my beat. I kiss her jaw, her nose, her cheeks. Every inch of her face is touched by my lips. She lets me worship her body like it’s the first time. My hands caress every part of her, my lips sliding along her skin. I commit her to memory. Her scent. Her taste. The way her body shudders against mine. The feel of her right now, beneath me while I drag this out, while I prolong this moment with her, this, fucking this is the reason for my existence.
With every breath I take, I take one for her.
She moans loudly and grabs my face, pressing her lips against mine. “I’m so close.”
I move in her at the same pace. Not speeding up. Not taking her the way she’s become accustomed to.
“Oh, God, Ben,” she says against my lips, raking her nails down my back. “Please.”
“I know, angel. I’ve got you.” I slide my hand between us and press my thumb against her clit. She answers with a whimpered cry and I get her there. Right there with only a few strokes.
Her eyes open and she wraps her legs around me. “I don’t want to come without you.” She barely gets her sentence out before her body tightens around me. “Ben…”
I groan loudly and feel my orgasm burning up my spine. “Holy shit.” I watch her lips part with a silent cry, eyes closing as the pleasure builds, and push her knees back, needing to get deeper. My breath is stolen from me as I go off inside her, driving into her to the point of exhaustion. Giving her every piece of me. And even though I was tender and unhurried, it rocks me with a blinding intensity.
The kind I’ve only ever felt with Mia.
I collapse on top of her, resting my head on her chest. Her arms wrap around me and hold me tighter. Closer. Never close enough. I can’t imagine loving her any more than I do right now, but I know I will. Because every second I’m with her, I fall harder. It’s how it’s always been between us. Even when I held myself back. I loved her when she became my best friend. And given the chance, I’d never change the way it happened. I’d never take back those weeks I suffered in silence, wanting more than she was willing to give me. I’d give her that a thousand times over if she needed it. A future with her was more than I’d ever deserve.
And I’ll cherish her like the gift she is until I draw my last breath.
Mia
“You know, before this whole thing started between the two of you, you technically were mine for the summer,” Tessa says as she helps me pack up my stuff in the bedroom I’ve occupied for the past two months. “I mean, I don’t see the harm in you finishing out your time here with me and then moving in with Ben after the summer’s over.”
“Because he’d be so quick to agree to that arrangement,” I state with a soft chuckle.
I knew there was no way in hell he’d go along with me prolonging my move. It’s all he’s talked about for the past five days. I’m actually surprised he’s given me this long.
“And you act like I won’t be right around the corner. You do realize I’m here permanently, right?”
She smiles over her shoulder as she grabs the clothes that are hanging in the closet. “That’s not the point. I love that you two are together, but he’s a horrible sharer. He
