“I love you,” he got out between kisses. “I love you so much.”
She pressed their bodies further together, and she could feel the heat coming off his body, superheating her skin and leaving her body aching.
“I love you, too. I always have…”
“And I always will,” he finished for her.
He slid his hands over her ass and down the backs of her thighs before hoisting her legs up and around his waist. He started walking back to the bedroom without even breaking their kiss…and she damn well was not going to stop him.
Her back collided with the hallway wall, and the breath left her lungs in a whoosh. He grabbed her shirt in his hands and started unbuttoning each button as his lips landed on her cheek, her neck, her collarbone.
“Fuck,” he groaned as the buttons didn’t give easily.
He grabbed the front of her shirt with both hands and yanked, the buttons popping off all the way down to her navel. She shrieked in surprise, which immediately turned into a giggle.
“God, you’re beautiful.”
“And I’m not even angry,” she said.
His hand trailed from the base of her throat to the curve of her br**sts and dipped under the thin lace material. She arched her back against his touch and felt her body demanding his attention.
“But I’m going to be if you don’t get me to the bedroom.”
“What? I can’t take my time?” he asked, pushing aside the bra and bringing his lips to her erect nipple.
She moaned openly, wanting nothing more than for him to do whatever the hell he wanted. But her body was not agreeing as it pulsed all around her.
“Take your time on round two,” she got out breathily.
Jack looked up at her with a smirk. Those blue eyes were crystal clear and devilish as sin, and they were all f**king hers.
“I love the way you think.”
She bit her lip as he moved her farther down the hallway, and with his toe, he kicked the bedroom door all the way open. He dropped her down onto the bed, and his body covered hers immediately. She felt every inch of their bodies pressed together. He was hard through his thin shorts, and she demandingly wiggled her hips against him. She wanted to feel him buried deep inside her. She wanted him to take her, to claim her. She wanted to be his…all his. Her mind was lost in this moment, knowing that they were here and together and had a future. It was everything she could have asked for and more.
He stripped her out of her clothes and tossed his shorts and boxers to the floor before returning to her. She ran her hands down each and every ab to the V that trailed even lower as he settled between her legs.
“Lex,” he whispered as he dropped forward on his forearms and kissed her lips softly.
She slid her tongue along his bottom lip and lifted her hips to touch herself against his dick. He leaned forward at the movement and pushed against her but not quite in. She moaned, her eyes fluttering closed, with desire for this moment…this man.
“Hey, look at me,” he said.
Lexi opened her eyes and stared up into the blue depths of the man she loved.
“I want to watch you. I want to see your heart when I’m inside you,” he whispered huskily.
“My heart belongs to you,” she told him. “You took it a long time ago and never gave it back.”
“And I’m never going to,” he said. He kissed her lips again softly before burying himself deep into her.
She groaned at the feel of him as he stretched and filled her. Her eyes started to close, but he shook his head and kept staring down at her with so much love and affection she thought her heart might burst.
He loved her. Jack loved her.
Their pace matched each other like they had never been apart…like the years hadn’t changed a damn thing. And in that moment, as their bodies met again and again, it felt like nothing had changed. They were still very much in love, their bodies completely and perfectly in tune, and the years of separation seemed like a lifetime ago. It felt like this was exactly how it was always supposed to be, and they would do everything in their power to keep it just like this.
Lexi’s breathing picked up, as Jack thrust into her. Her walls tightened all around him, and she tossed her head back, desperate for the release teetering on the brink.
“Lex, you don’t have to ever hold back with me,” he whispered into her ear as his pace quickened. “I’m always going to come with you.”
She pushed against him, harder and harder, until she knew that she couldn’t hold on to anything for another second. He groaned and thrust into her one more time as they both exploded, and her world seemed to shift out from under her.
All along, she had thought that Jack tilted her world off axis, but maybe she had been wrong. Maybe the rest of the world was off axis, and Jack was absolutely, perfectly right. Because nothing else on this world or any other could ever make her feel so utterly wonderful, could shatter every notion of what she should be feeling, and could leave her in a puddle of delirious happiness.
He pulled out and collapsed onto the bed next to her, wrapping an arm around her waist and not letting her move an inch. “You…are the most…amazing woman I have…ever met,” he said as he struggled for breath.
She snuggled into his chest and rested her head on his arm. A sheen of sweat coated both of their bodies. Her hair was a rat’s nest of messy curls. And she was the happiest she had been in as long as she could remember.
“It was always different with you,” she whispered.
“Always,” Jack agreed.
“Better.”
“Definitely.”
He buried his head in her neck and kissed across the sensitive skin. Goose bumps broke out across her arms and down her chest. He laughed lightly and brought his hand up to follow the bumps down between her br**sts. Her skin flushed under his hands, and she felt her heart rate picking up.
God, she loved him.
He adjusted her, so she was facing him, and their lips found each other again, slow and sensual. In that moment, she felt like she could kiss him forever. There was nowhere else she would rather be than locked away with Jack right now.
Before releasing her, he nibbled lightly on her bottom lip, sucking it into his mouth and drawing it back between his teeth. She pushed her hands back into his hair, loving how his breathing hitched when she grasped on to him.
“Tease,” she whispered.
“I said I’d take my time on round two,” Jack said, running his mouth down the hollow of her throat and nipping at her skin lightly.