Charlie gets to the apartment as we are about to leave.
“Bo sent you a care package. It’s in the fridge,” Lily calls out from the bathroom.
“Oh, I love that man.” Charlie skips to the fridge and pulls out the brown bag of Chinese food. “You kids have fun,” she addresses us as we leave.
My lips crash down on Lily’s before our hotel room door has clicked behind us. Being with her all day has been one giant turn-on. I still can’t believe that she is finally mine again. I look forward to celebrating our reunion many times without the weight of guilt that has pushed me down for so long.
“I love you, Jax. I love you.”
Lily’s breaths are audible as my lips explore her neck.
“And I love you more, Little Love, always.”
I weave my fingers through the hair at the nape of her neck and cover her lips with my own. The inexplicable pull that I’ve always felt toward Lily is still there, stronger than ever. My want for her ravishes my body, drowning out all rationality. I have to force myself to take it slow. I need to cherish her, revel in this moment. I want to tell Lily how I feel without uttering a single word. When I’m finished worshiping her body, she will have no lingering doubts. She will know for certain that she was put on this earth for me, as I was for her.
Our mouths mesh together as one. Our tongues twist and turn, dancing in an exquisite reunion.
Lily lets out a sigh. Her groan into my mouth lights every last nerve ending on fire, and I kiss her harder. I pull her closer. I want her too much. My need for her is infinite.
In a frantic flurry of movement, we tug, kiss, and pull. Our clothes fall to the floor along the way, leaving a path to our destination. We stand beside the bed, both bare, as I continue to explore her mouth with my tongue, reclaiming her soul with my love.
Lily’s lips leave mine, and she starts to drop to her knees.
“Lily,” I pant out her name. I want to taste her first, and I’ve barely started.
“Let me.” Her voice is heavy with lust. “I’ve wanted this for so long.”
She takes my rapidly growing need for her in her hands, and when she envelops me in her warm wet mouth, I throw my head back, letting out a primal growl.
“Fuck!” I yell as enormous jolts of pleasure threaten to assault my senses. I close my eyes tighter and let the sensations take over.
Before she takes me over the edge, I pull her mouth off of me. She lets out a sigh of protest.
“Love, when I come, it’s going to be inside you.” I pull her up to me, my lips colliding with hers.
I lay her on the bed and begin kissing, licking, teasing every inch of her skin. Starting at her ear, I work down her neck and over her chest, making sure to stop and give each breast ample attention. Lily wiggles beneath me, her moans of pleasure increasing in volume. I trail kisses down her belly, leaving goose bumps in my wake, until I reach the spot I’ve been dreaming about, the place that was made for only me.
I apply lavish attention to Lily’s center until she is writhing, her hands fisted in my hair. I place two fingers inside her, angling them toward her front wall, as my tongue continues its assault. It only takes the span of a few heartbeats before Lily is shaking and screaming my name into the passion-filled space around us.
“Jax, Jax, Jax,” she chants my name as she rides out her orgasm.
Before she has come down from her high completely, I enter her.
“Oh God!” she yells.
With one hand, I thread my fingers through hers and hold her hands above her head. With the other, I grab the area of leg underneath her knee and push her leg back toward her shoulder, opening her up to me.
I take Lily hard and fast, thrusting into her with everything I have. I then slow my pace and push and pull leisurely, rotating my hips with each entry. We never take our gazes off of each other as I alternate my rhythm. Lily’s eyes water as she bites her lip.
To be with her like this is a heady mix of sensations, both of the body and the heart.
In her beautiful blues, I can see everything I’ve ever wanted—unconditional love.