Harlan

 

I leapt into his arms, knocking us both to the porch. My kisses were frantic and full of need. The buildup was almost unbearable as he lightly kissed from my mouth to that spot behind my ear that made me quiver and shake. My whole body was on fire with need for him.

“Is that a yes?” he whispered, kissing down my neck to my collarbone.

I nodded and moaned gently when his lips were on mine again. I shoved my hands up the back of his shirt, enjoying the feel of his hard muscles as they flexed and warmed under my touch. I pushed the shirt higher, just wanting to feel his skin against mine. God, this man was perfect in every way. Tanned skin and hard muscles covered in a light layer of blonde hair just across the top of his chest.

He pulled back and took my hand. He slid the ring on my finger easily. “Now, it’s official. You and Dillon are gonna be with me forever,” he whispered.

Hands wrapped under my thighs, he guided my legs around his waist and held tight as he stood. He wasted no time taking us into the house and up the stairs to his bedroom. Our bedroom.

My back hit the bed before he yanked his shirt off. He slowly peeled my tight jeans from my legs. He looked down at me, my hair fanned out around my head. I pulled myself up and grabbed the waistband of his jeans, pulling him down on me. My legs around his waist once more, I rolled my hips into his to feel his hardness barely confined by his jeans. He moaned and wrapped his arms under me, pulling me closer to his chest. My breasts pillowed against is hard chest so that I could feel the steady rhythm of his frantic heartbeat.

“You are so beautiful,” he whispered before his lips were on mine. That spark that had always burned between us, exploded into an inferno. I matched him breath for breath as we both lost control.

Before I knew what was happening, I was over him, straddling his hips. His sensual gaze made my body temperature rise, warming me all over. The sensation was so intense, I felt vulnerable. Overcome by everything, I started to cover myself, but Cade grabbed my hands. The hunger in his eyes was something I’d never seen before.

“Baby, don’t hide from me,” he whispered. He pulled me down to him, taking my mouth in a deep kiss. He worked his way from my mouth, kissing my jaw, down my neck, across my collar bone, stopping at my breasts. My breaths came out in short, excited bursts. My chest rising and falling quickly as my heart hammered. When his mouth covered one nipple, I melted.

My whole body felt liquid above him. I leaned back into his arousal, creating friction between us, fanning the flames. Cade had broken down all my walls, demolished every hurdle I’d thrown in front of him, and managed to show me that love was worth it, that he was worth it. And he was.

When the last barrier was gone, and nothing separated us. I felt like my world finally made sense. Any remaining clothes were tossed across the room. It felt like we were in a world all our own.

Lips and hands were everywhere, and when he finally entered me, it was like a dam burst. We moved together, bringing each other pleasure and becoming one.

We laid together for hours, curled under a blanket, talking and just being together. When the touching became more, we made love again. I wanted this every night for the rest of my life. Feeling him over me, covering me, as we made love all night long. Being with Cade was better than anything else I’d ever known.

Just before I fell asleep, I lain next to Cade, his arms wrapped protectively around me. I stared at the beautiful ring on my finger and sighed.

“What’re you thinkin’?” he whispered in my ear. He caressed my stomach under the blankets, moving his fingers lightly from just below my breasts to just above my pubic bone.

“I have no idea how I got this lucky,” I murmured, more to myself than him.

“It’s not luck, sweetheart. It’s love.”

***

The next morning, we made love one more time before dressing and going to Margie’s to get Dillon.

“Mom, Cade!” Dillon shouted running up to us. “I missed you.”

Margie didn’t say a word, as Cade crouched down and lifted Dillon into a tight hug.

She looked down at my finger, her eyes widened, and she grinned. “Congratulations,” she said. “Y’all are good for each other.”

“Thanks,” I said, staring at my man and my son. “We’re perfect for each other.”