Page 57 of I Really Can't Stay


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This time, my heart flip-flops when I hear the sound of her footsteps.

“Miller?” she questions through the wood as the sound of the deadbolt disengages.

My chest rises and falls, my voice gruff as I confirm, “It’s me.”

Her front door flies open, and the second my eyes fall on her, she takes my breath away. Her hair is messy, tied up on top of her head, and all she’s wearing is a sage green bath towel that she holds against her breasts. Her skin is slick from the bathtub, bubbles still clinging to her skin as water droplets slide down her legs.

I can’t even string together a sentence as I walk through her door, slamming it behind me, and reach for her towel. Pulling it from her body, it falls to her feet. My arms encircle her and I slam my lips against hers, kissing her deeply as I walk her backward through her apartment.

“How are you here?” she asks between kisses.

My hand drifts down, cupping between her legs so I can feel her. “Drove.”

She’s soaked, and not from her bath. She was touching herself, and fuck if that doesn’t make me even harder just thinking about it. “Did you get yourself off, Snow Angel?”

She hisses through her teeth as I use two fingers to play with her entrance. “Obviously you drove.” Her calves hit her unmade bed and I lower her down on her sheets. She moans, then shakes her head. “No, but I was close.”

“I can tell.” Kissing my way down her body, I swipe my tongue up her seam, tasting her like I’ve been thinking about doing for the entire duration of my drive.

It takes every ounce of restraint I can muster to pull myself back to standing. Tugging my shirt overhead, I reach into my pocket and pull out a condom from the pack I bought yesterday, before stripping free of my pants and boxers.

“I’ve driven myself insane today thinking about you. Do you have any idea how hard it’s been to not be here? You’ve consumed every thought I’ve had since I left on Thursday. I missed you.”

“I missed you too.” Zee lifts to her elbows and watches as I roll the condom on my shaft.

Pressing my knee into her mattress, I crawl over her body and catch her lips with mine. My muscles strain under my body weight as I hold myself above her. She slides her hands up my forearms until her hands tangle in the hair that rests on the nape of my neck.

Lowering myself onto her, her legs spread on instinct, widening to accommodate my body with hers.

“You’ve enchanted me, Zee. I’ve never felt this way about anyone.”

Holding my shaft in my hand, I rub it up and down her entrance, teasing her before I push in just slightly. We moan in unison as she stretches around me. Slowly, I ease in further, stopping for a few seconds with every bit I press, so she has the chance to adjust.

When she’s taken me fully, I rest my forehead against hers and marvel at the gift I’ve been given this year. She’s everything I didn’t know I wanted or needed.

As if she can read my thoughts, she whispers, “Don’t let me go,” and wraps her arms around my neck.

Sliding her foot against the back of my leg, I catch the bend in her knee with my arm, holding her leg as I adjust our position slightly.

“I have no intention of ever letting you go, Elizabeth,” I say against her lips. And I mean it.I’m going to marry this woman someday.

Feeling her body relax with the promise of my words, I deepen the kiss, and our bodies begin to move as one.

Slow and controlled, I thrust into her, worshiping her body with mine. A million emotions roll through me all at once, strong and intense. I’ve never felt this way about anyone in the past, like I just admitted to her, but what I won’t say is that connecting with her on this level stirs something with me that has laid dormant for my entire life.

She moans into my mouth as I kiss her, soft mewls humming through me while I appreciate every curve of her body. My hand slides up her side, exploring, as my hips roll into her.

Her body feels like home.

“You feel so good, Miller,” she whimpers, and the restraint I’m holding inside starts to sever. Picking up my speed, I press into her deeper and roll her clit between my finger and my thumb.

“How good, Snow Angel?”

“Oh, my God.”

Licking her neck, I pull nearly all the way out of her, then slam back in. I’m rewarded with a heady moan, so I do it again, and then again, enjoying the sounds it draws from her.

“Your sexy little moans are enough to make me come right now, butfuck, I could stay in your pussy forever. It was made for me, Zee. You take me so well.”