he pulls in and out of me.
“I love how you feel,” he whispers in my ear. “Nothing has ever felt like this.”
I’m in awe and don’t respond. Instead, I wrap my arms around his neck and brush my lips against his cheek.
When he lifts his eyes to meet mine, the look he’s giving me, as if he can’t get enough of me, relaxes me. Slowly, he sinks deeper until a loud groan lets out, and his lips meet mine. His pace quickens, and I spread my legs wider. Once I do that, Clayton rises to his knees, takes one leg, and throws it over his shoulder.
“If this hurts, tell me immediately.”
“Okay.” I breathlessly tell him.
With a sharp breath, he moves in and out of me again. The pain isn’t bad until he thrusts harder. I don’t want him to stop. Hearing the pleasure in his voice is making it easier. Watching Clayton is making everything else fade away.
It’s only us.
The muscles in his arms are bulging as he grips my leg and uses the headboard to balance himself. Everything about him is beautiful. His face becomes more breathtaking, and when are gazes are locked, he lets my leg go and slowly bends down until our lips meet. The kiss is slow and sensual. My body burns from his touch. The softness of his lips against mine leaves me breathless and aching for more.
“I love you. This is what I want. You’re what I want. I promise I’ll never leave you.”
My eyes open, and I stare at the ceiling, too afraid to turn to my right and see Clayton. My heart’s racing, and my mind is on hyperdrive. Of course, I’d have a sex dream while he’s sleeping next to me.
I sit up and slowly move out of the bed and walk to my bathroom. Turning on the faucet to warm, I splash water over my face and push away the words of him professing his love to me and promising to never leave me.
Last night, after taking a shower, I walked out of the bathroom in my pajamas and found Clayton in bed. He was on his phone, and when he saw me, he put it down and smiled. We barely talked when I go into bed, he just pulled me close and I cried myself to sleep. When I walk out of the bathroom, the same thing is happening. Clayton’s up and on his phone.
“Good morning,” he says, putting his phone away. “How are you doing?
“I’m okay. It’ll be hard when I go back to work tomorrow. Today’s my day off.”
“Mine too.”
I kink a brow. “You have today off? Don’t you need to focus on the case?”
He shrugs. “I told Nolan what needs to be done, so it’s okay. You need me here, and it’s fine. I’m going to be here for you.”
“Thank you. I don’t know what else to say. I appreciate you being here for me.” I make my way over to the bed and crawl back in, propping the pillows up and pressing my back against the headboard. “Alex should be getting up soon, and I need to take him to camp. It’s his last week.”
“I’ll get him ready and take him, then I’ll come back with breakfast. Sound good?”
“Yeah, it does. Thank you again. I know you hate it when I say that, but I just want you to know how appreciative I am.”
“As I’ve always told you, I’ll do anything and everything for my family.”
I smile and let the feeling sink in more. These mornings with Clayton, before Alex wakes up, gives us a chance to be together and talk.
“How’s your mom doing?”
I nod. “She’s good. She loves being with Axle, but she’s with Leigh for a few days since she’s having a hard time and doesn’t want to be alone. She quit her job, and I don’t know.” I sigh and close my eyes, remembering the text my mom sent. “Leigh’s not thinking clearly and cries at everything. I want to see her, but my mom doesn’t think it’s a good idea. Dana’s worried too. We don’t know what Leigh’s capable of. Her boyfriend did everything for her, and she got used to it. Depended on him.”
“That’s sad. If you want to go over there and spend time with her, that’ll be fine. Also, I need to tell you, my parents keep pestering me to come and visit. Let me know when they can.”
The thought of meeting his family is making me nervous.