Micah
“YOU’RE SO PRETTY,” I WHISPER to Dani, who’s lying beside me on the pillow. Her red hair is a mess and her green eyes are bright, but sated. The freckles on her nose match the ones on her shoulder and I lean over to place a kiss on both places.
“Thank you for coming to get me,” she says softly, running her thumb across my cheek and down to my lips. “When I was cooped up in that bathroom with Frank and Maw, all I could think about was never seeing you again.”
“That was never gonna happen. It’s never gonna happen,” I assure her, and myself. “I’ll always find you. You’re in here.” I take her hand and place it over my chest, where my heart is beating steady. “So, I’ll always know where you are.”
“You sound like a creepy stalker,” she teases.
“You bet your sweet ass I am.” Swatting her backside, I earn a squeal and she jumps, causing her naked body to brush up against mine. “I thought I was gonna go insane not knowing where you were. If that makes me sound crazy, then I’m crazy. But you’re it for me, Sheridan Reed. I’m never lettin’ you go.”
“Promise?” she breathes, the soft skin of her stomach comes in contact with mine and my cock comes back to life.
“Promise,” I reply. Running my hands up her sides, I smile when she squirms. Her ribs are ticklish, so I take it slow as I stroke back down, reaching around to squeeze her ass and pull her to me. “Now, where were we?” I ask.
“Four,” she breathes out, her lips practically touching mine as we share the same air. “You promised me one for every day we were apart.” I don’t see her smile, but I feel it as her lips move against mine.
“Four down, eight to go.”
It’s moments like these where I wish I was some four-armed freak of nature, because I need to touch her all over. My hands regretfully leave her ass and snake around the front of her body in search of her sweet pussy.
We’ve had frantic, needy sex, and we’ve had slow, intentional sex. When we first got to the cottage after driving from Birmingham, we didn’t even make it in the front door before I had Dani pinned against the wall. But now, I want something in between. I want the kind of sex we have on a random Thursday night. I want to savor her, show her how much I love her, and enjoy the fuck out of it while I do, because I’ve missed this.
I’ve missed the connection.
I’ve missed feeling whole.
I didn’t even know a piece of me was missing until I had her for the first time. Stupid me thought it was a fluke. I thought it was something that would go away or I’d get used to it, but it didn’t and I’m not. Every time with Dani is special. Every time I feel like it’s the best I’ve ever had, even random Thursday night sex.
Climbing to my knees, I crawl down her body, hovering over her until my mouth is adjacent to her entrance. Thursday night special, coming right up.
I don’t even have to touch her and she’s making these little moans, squirming under me. I smile against her leg, placing soft kisses on her thigh, teasing as I go. When I finally get to the Promised Land, I want her begging me for it. I want to hear her moans of desire.
“God, Micah,” she pleads, her hands running through my hair, tugging on the strands as she tries to force me where she wants me. I love that she knows what she wants. I love that she’s assertive enough to take charge, but right now, this is my show.
Taking her hands in mine, I press them into the bed and she looks down, quirking an eyebrow. “Don’t tease me.”
“Oh, baby. I haven’t even got started.” Pursing my lips, I lean in, making her think I’m going in for the kill, but I stop short and blow.
“Fuck, Micah,” Dani growls and it turns me on. Dirty words coming out of her pretty mouth . . . in my bed . . . it might be my favorite thing on earth.
Kissing the inside of her other thigh, I work my way toward her center. This is almost as torturous for me as it is for her. I want it bad. I want to taste her.
Finally, I give in to the craving and run my nose along her opening, inhaling as I go. Darting my tongue out for a taste is when Dani loses it. Her body arches off the bed. Her legs tighten around me, begging for more of what I just gave her.
“You like that, baby?” I croon, knowing the answer. “I’ve missed this. Missed you.” My words are choppy, interrupted by tastes of her. She lets me know she’s missed it too—writhing beneath me, moaning her approval.
Pressing two fingers inside her, I lock down on her clit, effortlessly coaxing another orgasm from her. And another.
I watch in rapt attention as Dani rides out her orgasm—her thighs locking down around me, her body shaking uncontrollably. I could watch her all day, twenty-four-seven. She’s beautiful, so vulnerable and real and mine.
When she finally comes down from her high, a small smile replaces the look of ecstasy she’s been wearing. Then, the smile turns devious and she pushes me back until I’m laying at the foot of the bed and she’s caged me, her slender, pale arms on either side of me.
“My turn,” she says, kissing me hard, tasting herself on me as she licks my bottom lip. Pulling away, her eyes lock with mine and she moves down my body, leaving a trail of barely-there kisses on my chest. Then, she dips her head and proceeds to return the favor, torturing me with slow, deliberate moves, but refraining from touching me where I need her. My cock doesn’t care, though. It’s fully alert and already half-way to blowing its load due to her proximity.
“Dani, baby,” I warn, gathering her hair on top of her head so I can see her perfect mouth.
“Turnabout is fair play,” she notes as she continues to kill me softly.
She doesn’t make me wait long. Her hand wraps around my shaft and she begins to stroke as her lips gradually find their way to the tip. Slowly, she sinks her mouth down and all I can think about is her tight, wetness wrapped around my cock.
This won’t last long. I need to be inside her. I need it more than my next breath.
“I want to be inside you,” I tell her, voicing my instinctive demand.
Without hesitation, Dani crawls forward until we’re face to face. “Like this?” she asks as she lines up with my cock and slides down, completely engulfing me in her warmth, until her hips hit mine and we’re one.
“Just like that.” Grabbing onto her hips, I help her set the pace, finding our rhythm, just like we always do. And just like always, it’s perfect and the best sex I’ve ever had.
But it’s not just sex, this is making love. I know the difference now. This is more than carnal gratification, it’s a connection of the soul. It’s two halves finding their place in the world.
Dani feels it too. I can see it in the way she looks at me. As if on cue, she laces her fingers through mine and holds on as we reach, chasing that moment of ecstasy. Her hips rock against mine, gaining the friction she needs. I know she’s close when I feel her thighs tremble. Her hands squeeze mine and her head tilts back. I feel her shatter and I let myself go, following her lead, every piece of me belonging to her.
She collapses on my chest and I hold her to me, breathing heavy with my head in the clouds.
“I swear, every time feels like the best yet . . .” Dani mumbles.
“Until the next time,” I reply, kissing the top of her head.
“Yes.” She chuckles lightly and I hug her tighter to me.
We lay like that for a while, my arms wrapped around her, like I’m still trying to hold onto her. The few hours between Piper calling me and finding Dani in that bathroom were the scariest and longest hours of my life. I don’t ever want to feel that way again, but I know life has no guarantees. I know I can’t put her in a bubble or tether us together. But I can make sure she knows how much I love her. Every day. And I can do my damndest to always keep her safe.
If Dani’s dad was alive, I’d tell him that. Even though she wasn’t close to him, I’d still tell him. But it’s Dani’s granny I would want the most approval from. I wonder what she’d think of me. Dani seems to think she’d love me, but she’s biased. I hope whoever is looking down on her thinks I’m doing a good job. I know I’ve made mistakes, messed up and made messes, but I’m trying.
“I love you,” I whisper into her hair, following the words up with a kiss to hold them there. “I love you so much.”
“I love you,” Dani mumbles, half asleep.
Sitting up, I pick Dani up off my lap and place her on the pillow beside us, tucking her under the blankets. When she stirs, she looks up at me with the warmest, sleepy smile. Her hair is half in her face and I brush it back, kissing her on her forehead.
As I settle in beside her, I feel the exhaustion set in, but I can’t force my eyes closed. It’s like I’m afraid if I shut them, she won’t be here when I wake up. So, I lay there watching her until my body takes over and I succumb to sleep.