Page 17 of The Next Of Us


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“Will I be upset with you?”I asked, nagged by doubts.

“No.You won’t.But I’m so damn angry with myself it’s hard to accept anything less.”

“I’m sure it’s not—”

He squeezed his eyes shut; his face pained.“Please, Dini.Not tonight.”

I pressed my forehead to his wide chest and accepted his plea.“Not tonight.”

Linking his fingers through mine, he lifted my knuckles to his lips then ducked his head and led me to our room where he flicked on the electric heater before slowly undressing me, his lips following the plan laid out by his hands until I stood naked before him.

With a small smile, he met my eyes and trailed his index finger from the dip at my collarbone to my navel.“Still so beautiful.I remember the first time I saw you like this.”

I huffed out a small laugh as my heart trilled in my chest .“It was memorable.”

He grinned, the lines bracketing his mouth those of laughter instead of stress.“It was embarrassing.”

I reveled in the way his smile transformed his whole face and twinkled back at him.“It was…complimentary.”

Slanting me a warning glance, he grasped the collar at the back of his neck and yanked his sweater off over his head before dropping it to the floor.Holding my gaze his hands dropped to the fly of his jeans.

I shifted from one foot to the other.Even if it hadn’t been weeks since he’d last touched me, I would have watched just the same.Aaron stripping off the layers that kept his golden skin from mine never got old.

Stepping out of his jeans, his erection hung heavily between us.He palmed my hip and backed me up to the wide bed covered in layers of Sage Ridge Resort fleece blankets, then crawled up onto the bed, his thick, muscled thighs splitting mine until he had me spread out underneath him the way he liked.

Aligning his body with mine, his palms cradling my head, thumbs caressing my hair away from my temples, he flexed his hips and entered me in one unyielding push.

My neck arched back at the hard, hot, intrusion.“Aaron,” I gasped, digging my fingers into his sides.It was too much too fast.

I tightened my thighs around his lean hips, dug my toes into the thick fleece as the branches of the evergreen trees outside flung themselves against the window.

“Shh,” he soothed.“It’ll be okay in a moment.”Dropping his mouth to mine, he teased my lips open and licked inside my mouth.

I gasped into his mouth, opening for him as his tongue languidly stroked mine.Joined to him, finally, after all those touchless nights.

Homecoming and grief combined.

His cock pulsed inside me, reminding me where and to whom I belonged.

His stubbled cheek rubbed against mine, the sweet familiarity dizzying.

“Oh, God, Aaron,” I cried out, my body finally yielding.

“That’s my baby,” he muttered gruffly and began to move inside me.

Working my hands up between us, I cupped his sweet face between my palms and gave myself over to his kiss.“Aaron,” I breathed as he moved inside me.“I’ve missed you; I’ve missed you so much.”

“I’m sorry, my baby.I’m so sorry,” he murmured, pressing sweet kisses to the corners of my mouth.

“Don’t leave me,” I whispered my greatest fear.

Both of his hands cradled my head as he drew back slightly to meet my eyes.“Never,” he promised, his eyes glossy.“Who would I even be without you?”

Gulping back my tears, I dragged his mouth back down to mine.

Messy, sloppy, tear-infused kisses, exchanging breath for breath, moan for moan.

His every kiss carried me further from my pain.