Chapter 24

Chapter

Twenty-Four

brOOKLYNN

Forrest parks in the driveway. Nobody else is home, which I'm happy about. He opens the car door, unfolds from his seat, then jogs around the front of the car to open my door for me. Slipping my hand into his waiting palm, I stand and straighten as I look up at him. With a wide grin, he dips his chin, then his mouth brushes mine.

I don't think I could ever get tired of his kiss. Everything about his man is absolutely out of this world amazing to me. I've never felt this way before, and I wonder if it will fade. I hope it never does.

Hand in hand, he guides me into the house. We don't stop until we've climbed the stairs and reached his bedroom. Then Forrest spins around, his eyes burning into mine before he speaks.

"I missed you every second of every day that we were apart. I didn't think it was possible to miss someone so fucking much," he rasps.

My lips curve up into a small smile. "I missed you, too, Forrest."

And with that, nothing more needs to be said. He bends down, gripping my waist before he gently picks me up and backs into his bedroom. He spins me around, then I watch as he kicks the door closed. And before I realize what's happening, I'm lying on the bed with his body on top of mine.

His lips touch my own. His tongue traces every curve of my mouth before he travels down my throat, licking and sucking on the flesh there. My eyes slowly close, my head falling backward and my neck arching as he tastes me.

Forrest's hands grip my shirt at the side, gliding it up my body before he whips it over my head. His large hands roughly tug the cups of my bra down, exposing my breasts, but before I can question anything, his mouth is on one of my nipples, sucking on my flesh hard. His teeth sink into the skin, and my entire body feels a jolt of electricity flow through it, ending at my pussy.

"Yes," I hiss, lifting my hands to his hair, gripping the strands tightly as my back arches. I silently beg for more. His other hand lifts to my bare breast, his fingers pinching the nipple before he tugs on the hardened bud.

All words have been lost to this moment. I cannot think, and I can barely breathe. All I can do is lie here and accept every sensation as it flows throughout my body. I'm aching and wet between my thighs, wishing that my shorts and panties were anywhere else but on my body.

He releases my breast with a pop, then shifts positions, his mouth finding purchase on my other one and his hand on the one that his mouth just vacated. But since my nipple is wet, his fingers sliding around feel different—better. And I actually purr.

I've never purred before.

If he hears me, it doesn't distract him from what his hand and mouth are focused on. And his focus is amazing. So amazing that I almost come just from breast play. I didn't think that was possible. But I'm bucking and begging for him to touch me between my legs, knowing that when he does, I'm going to fall apart in his arms in an instant.

I cannot wait.

FORREST

Releasing her tit with a pop, I move down her belly, stopping just above the waistband of her shorts, then I unbutton them quickly. Tugging her shorts and panties down her long, slim legs, I move down her body, settling at her knees.

I wrap my fingers around the insides of her thighs and gently widen them. Her pink pussy glistens with anticipation of what is to come. "Please," she whimpers, her head moving back and forth against the pillow.

Gorgeous.

Shifting forward, throwing her legs over my shoulders, I bury my face in her pussy. Her hands fly to my hair, gripping the strands as she tugs me against her wet center. Immediately, my tongue finds purchase against her clit, and I make it my mission to taste her cum.

And I do.

It doesn't take long. Once, twice, three flicks, a few sucks, and she shatters against my mouth. Her fingers pull my hair. Her mewling fills the room. Brooklynn is home. And I'm going to be home in just a few seconds when I slide deep inside of her warmth.

I touch my lips to her inner thigh, then move up her body, aligning the head of my cock with her center, and then I slowly sink inside of her. Burying myself to the hilt. My palms are flat against the mattress, my arms straight so I don't press my weight against her.

It feels like the first time.

She brings her legs up, wrapping them tightly around me, then she lifts her hands and curls her fingers around the back of my neck. The other hand cups my cheek, her thumb sliding across my bottom lip.

Fuck.

Me.

My hips move even though I try to control myself and stay seated. I want this to last. I'm home. Fucking finally, I'm home. I want to stay here as long as possible, but that isn't going to be very long because my control is slipping with each passing second.

And then it's gone.

Completely and utterly gone.

My hips move, my eyes look into hers, and I make love to her. Because I am in love with Brooklynn. I wasn't lying when I said I was. It was, without a doubt, the wholehearted truth. I think I fell in love with her the first time I laid eyes on her. I just wasn't sure what it was. I know now.

I suck in a breath, holding it as I try to bite back the orgasm that I feel coming. I can't believe I'm going to blow my load after only a couple of pumps, but it's Brooklynn. Grinding my pelvis against her sensitive clit, I smirk when her breath hitches.

"Forrest," she moans.

I can't speak. My jaw is clenched, my teeth gnashing together as I bite back the orgasm that threatens to explode. And that's what is about to happen. Stopping on a downstroke, I reach out and gather her wrists in one of my hands before I push them over her head, holding them together against the mattress.

"Hold on," I say as my only warning.

Then I thrust. I fuck her. It's hard and fast. My lower back is tingling, my balls draw up, and I know I'm close. So damn close. We're both panting heavily as I move inside of her. It's only a couple more thrusts before I come.

Hard and fast.

Just like our whole relationship from the moment we began. Hard and fast. And fucking perfect. Burying my face in her neck, I'm rooted deep inside of her when a roar escapes my throat as I come.

I stay where I am, trying to catch my breath, my heart racing as I release her wrists. Brooklynn's arms wrap around my shoulders as she holds me close to her body, her breathing labored in my ear.

"I know we weren't apart for very long, but I really missed this."

Lifting my head, I look into her eyes through my lowered lashes. "I love you, Brooklynn. I wasn't bullshitting when I said it on the podcast. I love you. It's as simple as that. I would marry you tomorrow if I thought it was the right move."

She laughs softly, no doubt thinking about the first proposal I gave her. It was premature, but the intent was real, is real . It just wasn't the right time. But that time is coming soon enough.

I'm not sure if she's going to tell me if she loves me or not. She doesn't need to because I know without a doubt that she's my woman. And that's all I fucking care about. Then she surprises me. Her lips curve up into a smile and she stares up at me with her gorgeous fucking eyes, her lids hooded. Every part of her is perfection.

"I love you, too, Forrest. I was afraid to let myself feel anything, but it happened, and there was nothing I could do to control it. Not that I want to, anyway. Because even though this has been the weirdest and most stressful experience in my life, I wouldn't trade you being part of it for anything. I love you. All of you."

"Even the parts that have caused a whole fucking mess?" I ask.

She smiles, bringing one of her hands from over her head down, her palm cupping my cheek. "You fixed this mess, though. I just hope you don't regret me in the future. Especially when it comes to your family."

Shaking my head, I dip my chin and touch my mouth to hers before I speak. "The only thing I regret when it comes to my family is that I didn't walk away years ago." Lifting my head slightly, I continue. "A weight has been lifted, and I don't just feel happier. I feel at peace."

No other words are needed. I love her. She loves me. And that is fucking that. The rest of the shit we will figure out as we go.