She blinks rapidly and nods. “I shouldn’t have hidden what was happening. I’m not used to trusting people. And believe me, my girls had some choice words last night when they found out everything. They told me that if you were really the right guy that you’d understand when I explained and that you deserved to know the truth.”
“But am I who you want, Hadleigh? Because I want to be the one who gives you everything you need. The one you trust. With everything. Not just the good stuff. Because I think I could be that for you.”
She looks up at me, those beautiful brown eyes glassy but sparkling as she places her hands on my shoulders. “I want you, Sawyer. I want to be with you. I want all of you.”
“I will fight for you, Hadleigh. I will fight for us. No matter what. Every time.” I drop the frozen veggies and stand, lifting her, sweeping her off her feet and holding her against my chest. Raw emotion surges through me as I carry her into my bedroom, dropping kisses all over her upturned face along the way. She touches her fingers gently to my swollen lip. The way she’s looking at me makes me feel whole, like I’ve found the missing piece of me.
I set her down on her feet and immediately capture her mouth with mine. We are frenzied, lips and tongues kissing, licking, sucking. The pain of my split lip only serves as a reminder of what lengths I’ll go for her. With a gasp, I tear my mouth from hers. “I didn’t need to ask if I’m who you want. I feel it in the way you kiss me.” I dive back in, holding her close as I taste the sweetness of her lips and feel her heart beating in rhythm with mine.
Her hands slide under my shirt, and she runs them over my heated skin. “I need to feel all of you, Sawyer.” Her cheeks are stained with a blush born of excitement. Her eyes dance and flicker with arousal. My hands coast over her body, touching her everywhere I can reach.
I don’t hesitate; I peel those tight jeans off of her, just like I’d imagined earlier. My dick twitches to life, insistent behind my zipper. She pulls her sweater over her head at the same time I tear out of my jeans and T-shirt. I scoop her up and climb onto the bed with her. She looks so beautiful lying there, her dark tresses a stark contrast to the white pillowcase behind her. I cover her body with mine, reveling in her softness, in the swell of her breasts, in the way she strains against me—like she can’t get enough. I bury my lips against her neck, kissing and sucking on her sweetly scented skin as she moans in my ear. She reaches behind her and unclasps her bra, shrugging out of it and flinging it away.
My hand snakes between us and dips inside her lace panties. My fingertips find wet heat, her skin so slick my cock is ready to be buried deep inside her. But I hold off, wanting to touch her, to watch her writhe as I fuck her with my fingers. Her hips jerk off the bed as my thumb finds her clit and presses down in tight, quick circles. I slide my fingers through her arousal, then slip two inside of her.
Her eyes roll back and her mouth parts as I stroke her slowly at first, then faster. She rides my hand like she can’t get enough. “Yes, Sawyer. Yeeeees.”
While her eyes are closed, I lick her nipple, then breathe on it and watch it pucker. Her eyes fly open, and she pants then moans loudly as I take her nipple into my mouth, sucking hard and swirling my tongue around. I’ve never realized I could adore someone else so much. But I do. I adore this woman.
My cock is hard as steel as I listen to the sounds she makes for me. I shift to the other nipple, and just as I pull it into my mouth, her core spasms around my fingers, hips involuntarily rolling against my hand. I kiss her hard while her body continues to clench. I want her next breath, her whimpers, her everything.
I kneel and slide her panties down over long, smooth legs I know I’ll never get enough of.
Breathing hard, she finally looks into my eyes. “I love how you make me feel, Sawyer.”
I shove my boxer briefs down. My heart weeps with the knowledge that this woman is the best thing that has ever happened to me. “How do I make you feel, baby?”
“Wanted.” She hesitates. “Like I’m the only one you’ll ever need.”
She lies there before me looking so vulnerable, I can’t stand it. “Do you trust me, Hadleigh? Because I want to give you everything.” I lower myself to her, cradle her head between my hands, kiss her lips softly. I gaze into her eyes. “I want to be your everything.”
Her teeth rake over her bottom lip, and her chest heaves. She reaches down and takes my erection in her hand, sliding it through her wetness before lining it up against her opening. “I trust you. Love me, Sawyer.”
When she says that, I understand her immediately. All along, she’s been looking for the person who will love her for who she is. I’m that man.
I thrust deep. “I love you, Hadleigh. I’ll love you forever.”
And I mean it—I do. Surrounded by her scent, her cries, and her body, I know I have never loved anyone the way I love Hadleigh Beckett.
I whisper sweet words
