“Never,” I choked.

“Is this something you would do with a business partner?” He dragged his tongue up my length and nipped at my clit when he reached the top.

“Never.” I tightened my legs around his head, desperate for him not to move.

“This is for me, your boyfriend. The boyfriend that you live with.” He thrust two fingers into my heat and I bucked underneath him. His lips latched around my clit and he sucked so hard, stars burst behind my closed eyelids. My hands fisted in his hair and pulled him tighter to me. I moaned and panted his name as he worked his fingers in and out. He laved his tongue up my wet heat, back and forth, teasing the swollen flesh before he added a third finger. I bucked and writhed and, with two long draws, an orgasm ripped through me, the likes of which I’d never felt before. My legs shook and tightened around his head as he continued to suck and nurse the orgasm from my body. His fingers slowed their thrusting before he finally eased them out of me.

I lay against the white sheets of his king-sized bed, limp and sated.

Breathing heavily, a smile dancing across my lips, I murmured, “I knew there was a reason why I kept you around.”

One eyebrow ticked up as he crawled up my body. The hand still between my breasts darted over to give my nipple a rough pinch. “Watch it, baby.”

My eyes fluttered open and I took in his beautiful face. A few locks of hair fell across his forehead and he looked utterly delicious. I reached a hand up to cup his cheek, my thumb running across his full bottom lip, still glistening from my juices.

“You’ve got a talent the likes of which I’ve never seen before.” A smile split across my face as I teased him.

“Worth the risk?” His eyes sparkled in that mesmerizing way.

“Worth every risk,” I murmured before pulling his head down to me and plastering a long, drawn out kiss on his lips. Our tongues mingled and explored. He slipped a hand in my tangled locks and massaged my scalp.

“You’re worth everything to me,” he murmured as he slid his jeans and boxers down his legs and kicked them off. “I’d do it all for you. Do it all over again. Go back to the very start. You’re worth every risk.” He eased into me and slowly worked in and out. Each push in and each draw out dragged across every sensitized nerve ending I had, and so many more I hadn't even known existed. I shuddered as he eased out to the tip, and the air escaped my lungs in a pleasurable rush when he eased back in, taking it slow, savoring every inch. My eyelids fluttered closed as I enjoyed his skin pressed to mine.

“Eyes, Georgia. I want to see your eyes when I'm inside you.”

My eyes shot open and found his lovely deep green orbs burning into me, taking my breath away, just like they always did.

“This,” he motioned between us. “We aren’t convenient. We’re everything.” He emphasized each word with one delicious pull out, one delicious push back in. My nerves fired off, little fireworks shooting across my body. I laced my legs around his waist and held him tight to me so he couldn’t ease all the way out again. I couldn’t lose him, not for another instant.

“We’re everything,” I repeated and locked my arms around his neck, holding onto him with every muscle I had. “You’re everything,” I murmured in his ear. He sucked in a sharp breath as if I’d caught him by surprise.

13

Fuck, she'd taken my breath away.

Every minute, she took my breath away.

Every smile, every movement, every word—an endless array of stolen breaths.

She hadn’t said those words, those three words we’d each said once this summer, and I wondered if she still felt them. They threatened to burst through at every emotionally charged moment, and it was becoming harder and harder for me to keep them in. I felt everything with this girl, and it was becoming nearly unbearable for me not to share it with her. I knew I had to let her take the lead, though. I was terrified of running her off, scaring her back to him. I knew what she’d told me—he was what she knew, and she always went back—one wrong step and she could jump in her car and drive right back to him and that would be it for us.

Pain twisted my stomach at the thought of seeing her drive away again. I couldn’t bear it. I just wasn’t sure if she was feeling it too and if she was ready to take this step with me. I’d already stuck my fucking foot in my mouth when I'd asked her to move in with me. Thankfully, it had worked out and I hadn’t scared her off, but I’d seen the indecision in her eyes.

I always wondered if, when things got too real, she thought of him.

I also wondered how much he was contacting her. The phone calls didn’t seem to be so often now that we’d picked up her stuff, but once in a while, I still saw her look down with a frown marring her stunning features. I was trying my best not to lose her trust, but every fucking time I saw her phone sitting somewhere, I wanted to snatch it and go through her calls, check her texts to see what he was saying.

I breathed deeper, emotion choking my throat and causing my heart to beat overtime. I thrust in and out; her tight body took me in. Letting me fill her was so overwhelming that I thought I might lose my mind. She’d done me in with her words.

I was her everything.

And she was mine.

I captured her lips in a rough kiss as I tried to tell her without words just how much she owned me. Her walls started to quiver around me and I lost it. She clawed my back as another orgasm tore through her body. I pumped and growled into her mouth, my lips refusing to detach from hers as I released everything I had into her. Suddenly, Gavin and Drew’s announcement crossed my brain and I wanted to plant my seed in Georgia. I wanted to have a piece of me inside of her, something that connected us forever. Something that we could share.

I swallowed the lump that had lodged in my throat at the thought of Georgia, hugely pregnant with my baby, walking barefoot on the beach. She took my fucking breath away, just like she always did.

“Fuck,” I moaned. I wanted to tell her I loved her, but forced myself to wait.

14

The cold air bit at my cheeks as I hustled from my car to Tristan's house—our house. It was still hard for me to get used to the fact that we were living together. The moving truck had come this morning and delivered the rest of my items from Kyle's apartment—mainly my beloved antique bedroom set that had been my parents.