on frantic as she lifted up to capture my mouth while pushing my jeans and boxer briefs down.
Sitting back, I slowly dragged my fingers up her body, taking my shirt she’d been wearing higher and higher and following the path with faint kisses along her bare skin. Teasing her breasts and savoring every whispered moan and the way she began moving beneath me—little shifts that said exactly what I was doing to her.
Once the shirt was joining mine on the floor, I leaned over her, letting my lips hover above hers. Every breath causing them to brush and making me ache to close that distance.
To bury myself in her.
To make her mine all over again.
But the parts of me that had always been tied to Savannah knew I had to let her take this at her own speed.
“I need you.” She forcibly swallowed. “I need to feel you—I need this,” she begged, voice slightly desperate as she pushed my pants farther down when her body was asking for something else.
All those slow movements and soft touches.
Grabbing up her hands in mine, I lifted them between us until they were resting on her bare chest. “I’m here.”
Her breath caught and her eyes searched mine, fear and sorrow and soul-deep need swirling within them. “I’m sorry,” she said, lips trembling. “I’m sorry for kicking you out and keeping you from the kids. I’m sorry for refusing to talk to you—to listen.”
“Savannah . . .” I released one of her hands, cradling her cheek when her head began shaking.
“I’m sorry I gave you my rings.” She blinked quickly when her eyes filled with tears. “Oh my God, I’m so sorry. Everything I said to you, I just . . .” Her shoulders bunched up, and she looked at me helplessly. “It’s like I heard myself saying these things to you, and I couldn’t stop even though I was so horrified by them. And I felt like I was dying when you said you were gonna move out, but I didn’t know how to tell you not to. That I wanted you home. And every chance to tell you, I pushed you back instead because I got so in my head with everything until it felt like I was drowning. And that . . .”—she nodded fiercely—“that’s what terrifies me most—you leaving because I made you go. You not being here because I let you go. Not being able to tell you that I didn’t mean any of the things I said—I’ve just been scared and hurt, and I’m sorry.”
I pressed my forehead to hers when a soft cry left her and hushed her gently. “It’s fine. Savannah, you’re fine. I’m the reason we’re in this mess.”
Her head moved in slow shakes against mine. “I have missed you every minute of every day,” she said, voice wavering with emotion. “Please come home.”
“I’m here,” I repeated and brought her left hand up to pass my mouth across the angel wings tattooed on her wrist. “Not going anywhere.”
She pressed her fingers to my jaw to turn my head toward hers, her stare searching my face when she said, “I need you.”
Words she’d already said, but this was different. This was vulnerable and soul-bearing. This was a part of her healing that she’d been waiting for.
Brushing my lips across hers, I pushed from the bed, keeping my eyes on hers as I finished undressing. By the time I was slipping her underwear down her legs, the rise and fall of her chest was coming faster. Sharper.
And then she was bared to me and taking my damn breath away.
My world.
My wife.
I knelt on the bed, taking her in over and over again as I spread her legs. “You’re so beautiful,” I whispered.
A flush swept up her neck, a secretive smile tugging at her full lips as she reached for me to pull me higher up her body.
I let her move me a little ways before dipping down to pass my mouth across her stomach a couple times and placing a soft kiss there.
By the time I was settled between Savannah’s legs, her eyes were bright with adoration and excitement as she curled her fingers around the back of my neck and pulled me closer.
“I love you,” I murmured before pressing my mouth to hers.
The kiss slow and claiming. Soft and passionate.
A dance with her I would never get tired of.
Her breath left on a stuttered exhale when I rocked against her, slowly sliding my cock against her over