After reading the messages between Lisa and Kayden, I knew he told me the truth. I would try to trust him, but it would have to be earned over time.

Being so far away from each other wouldn’t help ease my insecurities. Kayden drove all night to apologize and explain his actions to me. We were both exhausted from the last twelve hours.

“You want to shower?” I asked.

“Yes, but only if you’ll take it with me.”

I crawled off the bed and stood next to him, holding out my hand. We walked to the bathroom without breaking physical contact. I started the shower and sat on the edge of the tub while he undressed.

“How long will you be here?” I asked.

“I have to leave in the morning. I’ll be back soon, though. I already booked my flight.”

He helped me up and slowly removed my pajamas. He climbed into the shower first and held me as I entered. He washed my skin from head to toe, and it was as if he wiped away the pain and distrust from my being. When he was finished, I reciprocated the act, but I used my hands. I lathered the soap in my hands before placing them on his chest. I slowly rubbed my palms and fingers all over his body, working my way down to wash him clean. After we both rinsed the water from our bodies, Kayden grabbed a towel off the rack. He toweled my body off gently, making sure not to miss a spot, and wrapped the towel around me. He secured a towel around his waist before turning back to me.

Kayden gathered me in his arms, and I clasped my hands around his neck, resting my head on his shoulder. He laid me on the bed. I watched as he removed the towel from his body and dropped it to the floor. I reached for my towel to remove it, but he shook his head.

“Don’t. I want to unwrap you,” he said as he moved toward the bed.

I laid my hands near my sides- and waited for him. He sat next to me and peeled the cloth off my body slowly, as if savoring the moment.

“Make love to me, Kayden.”

Kayden placed his body next to mine, leaning on one arm to keep his weight off of my body. He placed his hand on my neck with his thumb touching my face. He kissed me slowly and sucked my lower lip into his mouth. The only sound filling the room was our breath, shallow and rhythmic. His hand slid down my neck to my breast and squeezed before rolling my nipple between his fingers. I moaned into his mouth.

His lips broke from mine and followed a path down my neck to meet his fingers. His tongue laved at the tip, and he pinched it with his fingers. My hips moved on their own as if begging to be touched, and his hand left my breast to push them back down. He sucked my nipple into his mouth, grazing it with his teeth. He cupped my pussy with just the right amount of pressure to quell my ache.

Licking from my breast to my belly button, his tongue dipped inside as I squirmed. He chuckled at my reaction before continuing down my bare flesh. His tongue moved to the right as if to tease me and prolong what I needed—his tongue on my clit. He nudged my legs farther apart, and I did so willingly. He licked lightly across my lips before drawing my clit into his mouth. I fisted the sheets and curled my toes as he continued the ravenous pursuit of my orgasm. My body writhed from the pleasure as he sucked harder. His tongue flicked as the pressure increased. Every nerve ending in my body screamed for the release, and my skin became damp. My eyes began to blur, and then his mouth popped off my core. I whimpered from the loss.

“I want my cock in you when you come.” He prodded my core with his hardness.

He rubbed the tip against my wetness to ready it for my aching core. I missed him and the pain-pleasure combination he was able to bring my body. He entered me slowly, making sure I felt every inch. Before inserting his cock entirely, he stopped and stared into my eyes.

“I’ve missed you,” he said.

“I haven’t felt whole without you.” A tear trickled down my cheek.

He slammed the remaining portion inside, and I tensed for a split second…until my body stretched to accommodate his size. He moved in and out of me slowly. I could feel the head of his cock stroking the inside of my pussy. I arched my back to move with his body, needing the friction and wanting the release.

“I love you,” he said softly in my ear.

“I love you, too,” I replied, barely above a whisper.

I wrapped my legs around his back, linking my ankles together. I clawed at his back, trying not to break the skin. My skin dampened from the pleasure, and my muscles tightened with the closeness of my orgasm.

“Your body is mine, Sophia,” he said, slamming his cock into me.

“Fuck… yes,” I screamed.

My entire body froze and my breathing stopped. Ecstasy permeated my being. He thrust quicker and deeper, leaning down sucking my lip into his mouth.

I lay there unable to move. His rhythm turned erratic as his release neared. He adjusted my leg up to my chest to allow him to go deeper. I ran my nails up the side of his body from his thighs to his rib cage. The extra sensation put him over the edge. His entire body went limp on top of me. His forehead rested against mine while he tried to steady his breathing.

We were both exhausted. I curled into Kayden. I hated the thought of sleeping when we had such little time together. He stroked my arm, but the pace became slower and sporadic. His breathing slowed and his hand stilled. He was asleep. I placed my hand upon his chest and closed my eyes hoping for peaceful dreams.