The Rivals - Dylan Allen Page 0,447

my misery.”

I carry her into the bedroom and make sure to close the door firmly behind me before I kiss her.

I start gently, intent on making this last, but then she moans, and my tongue slips into her warm heat of her mouth and she tastes so damn good and it’s been too damn long.

I walk her over to the bed and put her down so I can step out of my shorts.

She pulls her shirt over her head and kicks her shorts off. She’s wearing a nude bra and black panties and seeing her like that puts me into a near frenzy.

I press her back until she’s flat against the mattress and drop my head to her breast and suck her nipple through the lace. She moans, her hips undulate against mine. I slide a hand between us and tug the scrap of lace aside and slip a finger into her hot, grasping pussy.

She grabs my ass and pulls me toward her. “Yes. I need you now. Please.”

I pull my fingers out and suck them into my mouth. I tug her panties down and she pushes them off the rest of the way with her feet and I settle myself between her luscious thighs.

I fist my aching cock, glide it through the soft wet lips of her pussy and then guide it home. My breath leaves my lungs in a long hiss she closes around me, so tight and hot and perfect. I cup the back of her thigh and push, one inch at a time, until I’m fully seated inside of her.

I roll my hips and she groans. “Move, Stone.”

“If I move, I’ll come, and I want this to last.”

She rocks her hips up and clenches even tighter around me.

“Regan. Fuck. Wait.” I grab her hands from around my neck and hold them over her head.

I lift up and grab her hip with my other hand and pull out of her slowly. Her eyes flutter closed, her mouth falls open on a silent moan and she tosses her head back into the pillow.

“You’re so beautiful.”

Her eyes open and she nods. “So are you. And I’ve missed you almost more than I could bear. I can’t breathe when you’re not here. I love you so much.”

Her words are like a knife slicing through the thread binding my self-control.

“And I love you even more than that,” I groan and then I press my face into her neck and make her mine forever, all over again.

Chapter 6

Kal

The Way You Love Me

I used to think domestic bliss was for other people. But here I am, married to the man who was the very first person to love me without limits. After all these years, even as everything else changed, even when it felt impossible, it's the one thing that’s remained the same. There’s not a day that I don’t think that I'm the luckiest person I know.

I walk over to the bed and gaze down at Remi and little Phoenix. The baby’s back is pressed to his ribs, his head resting on the Remi’s curled bicep.

I put my hand on my stomach and my heart expands when I imagine our baby stretched out on his broad chest, her cheek to his heart, his shirt clutched in her tiny fist.

I decided to drive home as soon as my flight was cancelled but it was only when we were talking while I stood in line at the car rental counter that I decided to surprise him.

I drove as fast as I dared. I only obeyed the speed limit when I crossed the same stretch of highway Sandra Bland did, and only stopping when my bladder demanded it of me. I hated driving by myself, but I did it because all I could think was that this is what he'd do for me. His love for me is limitless and I want to show him mine is, too.

Remi's dark lashes flutter open though I haven't made a sound. When he sees me, a soft smile spreads on his lips. Then my presence registers. He blinks and shoots up to sitting. "Am I dreaming?"

I stifle a giggle while simultaneously tears fill my eyes. "Oh baby, no. I'm here."

"How?"

"I drove."

"You drove? All the way from Atlanta?"

“Yes,” I smile and lean down to kiss him, but he puts a hand up to my shoulder to stop me.

“Let me put him in his crib first,” he whispers. I nod and try not to worry. But, Remi has never ever