Chapter 14

BEA

I woke up in Ky’s arms, and for the first time in as long as I could remember, I felt whole. There is a certain kind of peace to be found when you know you can count on someone to be there for you. I didn’t have to worry about what he wanted because Ky had been straight with me the day before. It didn’t matter if it took thirty days or thirty years for me to get free of the mess Law created, Ky would be there waiting to marry me the minute I got myself untangled from Law’s lies.

I slid a little closer to my man and thought about the night before. We had sex. It was the first time but it felt as though we knew one another intimately all along. There were no fumbling awkward moments of discovery like there had been with the other two men I’d slept with. We were in sync with every touch, kiss, and thrust of our bodies. Sex had never been so all-consuming for me before. It hadn’t been terrible with my previous two lovers, but it had definitely been missing something.

“You’re thinking awfully hard over there.” Ky’s sleepy voice rumbled against my neck.

“Nope. I was appreciating how tranquil I felt waking up with you.”

I could feel the smile on his lips as he pressed them to my skin and inhaled deeply. “Couldn’t have said it better myself,” he mumbled. “Thought I was dreaming again.”

“You’ve had dreams of waking up spooned with me?”

“Sweet Bea, I’ve had dreams of waking up wrapped around your body, going to sleep next to you at night, fucking you all night long, and things as mundane as eating a meal with you knowing that you’re mine. You have always been the dream.”

My response was nothing more than a whimper because it took me a moment to process exactly what he’d said. I was his dream. Every aspect of being with me had been featured. A tear slipped free of my eyes and Ky turned me over so that I rolled beneath him. His eyes took me in as his body hovered above me. The warmth of him radiating down to me, as if he shared his very life force with me. “I meant every word, Bea. This is a dream come true and won’t ever let go without a fight.”

“That’s good because it is a dream come true for me too. I convinced myself a long time ago that it would only ever be a dream, so I’m having a hard time processing just how real this is.”

He leaned in and crashed his lips down on mine. Ky licked at the seam of my lips and they immediately parted to allow him in. There were no thoughts of morning breath or regrets for what might happen to our friendship. We were both adults now. We knew our own minds, and more importantly, we knew one another’s hearts too.

Ky nipped at my bottom lip as he pulled away. “I know we dropped everything off at your family’s house yesterday, but I’d really love it if you brought it all here. We don’t need to be officially married to start our lives together.”

“Are you serious? You don’t want to take some time to see how this goes first?” I hoped like hell he said no, but the insecurities that had grown in the aftermath of Law’s betrayal made me hesitate enough to ask.

“Bea, it’s not like we’re strangers dating for the first time. We’ve been best friends practically our whole lives. We know just about everything there is to know about one another. It’s not a far stretch to move in even though we just entered into a romantic relationship less than a week ago.”

“Oh God!” I threw my hands over my face. “It hasn’t even been a week. What must people think of us?”

“Does it really matter? I love you. I have always loved you. We just finally realized the feeling might be mutual and besides, we have a stronger foundation to build on than most couples just starting out. We’ve been friends for a lifetime.”

“Yeah, I know. I guess I’m a little thrown by what happened with Law. Not just this latest stunt of his, but all of it. Will you want to leave me too, once we live together and you realize that I drool so much I have to turn my pillow over in the middle of the night to avoid the puddle I created?”

Ky laughed at me. “Sweet Bea,” he whispered against my cheek. “I already know all about your drooling habits.”

“What? How?”

“It’s not like you’ve never fallen asleep on me during one of our movie nights. Pretty obvious when you leave a puddle behind on my shirt.”

“Damn, and I thought I had you fooled all this time.” I teased even though part of me was mortified. Granted, it wasn’t like Ky would hold anything against me, even the things I could help, but definitely not the things that were out of my control.

“Come on, I thought we got past all the embarrassing stuff a long time ago. Remember the first time I farted in front of you and nearly shit my pants?”

I threw my head back and laughed with my whole body as the memory came back to me. “Oh my God!” I huffed out between giggles. “You ran so fast with your knees locked to get to the house. To this day, I have never seen anything like it.”

“I’m willing to bet money that your mom has a little bit of PTSD. Every time I come into the house too quickly, she jumps and makes way for me to get by like I might shit on her feet.”

His admission made me laugh even harder. I swiped at a tear that fell from my eyes. “Oh, Ky, I can’t believe I forgot about that. Mom even side-eyed me for a couple weeks after that. She kept checking to make sure I didn’t have an upset stomach for fear that I might repeat your performance. I’m pretty sure you were the reason she had the downstairs bathroom remodeled that year.”

Ky’s whole body shook as he laughed. “If I can talk about that and laugh with you over my shitty past, I think you’re safe to drool around me.”

“Fair enough. I guess that’s settled then.”

“What is settled? I had the most embarrassing moment between us so far?”

I shook my head. “Well, that too, but it’s settled that I’ll move in now.” I bit into my lower lip and glanced up at him through my lashes. “If you are really sure about it.”

“Never been surer of anything in my life, beautiful.”

“We should have just brought all my stuff here earlier. Now, we’ll have to move it all again.”

Ky shook his head. “The truck was never unloaded. All your things are ready to come here in the morning.”

“In the morning, huh?”

“Yup.” He leaned in and placed a kiss on my nose. “We might be too worn out to do it first thing in the morning, but we’ll get to it eventually.”

“I’ll run out of things to wear,” I insisted.

“Don’t threaten me with a good time,” He teased.

“Then stop withholding my good time, Kylan Armstrong.”

“Your wish is my command, Beatrice Armstrong.”

I scrunched my nose up at the use of my full first name. “You did not just full name me instead of getting me naked.”

“You full-named me first.” He leaned down and brushed his lips against mine before the biggest grin I’d ever seen on my best friend broke out across his face. “I like that you accepted my name as yours now, whether it is legal or not.”

Heat bloomed in my cheeks as a shroud of embarrassment engulfed me. “I practiced it a lot when we were younger.”

“Oh? Did you practice signing your married name?”

“Shut up and get me naked, Kylan.”

“As you wish, Beatr-”

I smacked him in the gut - which was actually well-toned muscle - and he let out a playful “Oof”. “You know better.”

“Fine, Sweet Bea. Let’s get naked and fuck.”

I giggled more about his teasing tone than anything else because that sounded like the best way to relax into what was left of another mostly crappy day. Ky’s soulful eyes found mine and my giggles faded as the passion between us ignited.

“Are you sore from before?” He asked cautiously.

I shook my head. “Maybe a little, but in a good way. It’s more like,” I ducked my head, embarrassed to admit the next part.

“More like?” Ky encouraged.

“More like I know you were there. There’s no pain, just…” I huffed. “It’s hard to explain.”

“No need, sweetheart. I wanted to make sure you were okay if we went there again so soon. I know you weren’t a virgin, but I’m probably a good bit thicker than the men you were with.”

“That’s a bit of an understatement,” I agreed. I could almost see his chest swell with pride. “Oh my God, you are such a man. You all love to compare dick sizes, don’t you?”

He shrugged and smirked at me. “It is a bit of an ego boost when you always come out on top. I was blessed with size and the ability to pay attention to what my woman needs. I’d say you should thank God for that, but you already did.”

I playfully swatted at his chest. “You are ridiculous.”

“I’m honest, sweetheart. There’s nothing wrong with being honest, is there?”

“Only when you forget to be humble.” I leaned in and kissed the underside of his chin. “Then again, I suppose you don’t really need to be humble with me where your bedroom progress is concerned.”

“Bedroom prowess, huh?” He chuckled and rolled me to my back. “How about I show you a different kind of bedroom moves?”

“What kind would those be?”

“The kind where I make love to the woman who will be only mine until the end of our days.”

“Ky, my heart squeezes so tight every time you say something like that. I’m afraid one day you’ll take my breath away completely.”

“Then I’ll just have to breathe life back into you, Sweet Bea. You’re it for me, and there is no way in hell I’m ever letting you go now that I’ve had you in my arms the way I always dreamed.”

Ky reached between us and slid his fingers along my already slick center. “Thank fuck,” he hissed as he lined himself up and then slowly pushed in until he was fully seated inside me. I felt filled to the brim with him, as if there wasn’t another millimeter of space.

“It’s like you were made to fit perfectly inside me,” I whispered into his shoulder as he brought his body down to lie as close to mine as possible. My nipples perked up with each of his thrusts as they dragged through the crisp hairs on his chest. Ky’s pubic bone slid across my clit with each roll of his hips as our bodies moved together and his hands roamed from my shoulders to my chest and down between our bodies to tease and torment my clit as he plucked and pulled on it while never losing the rhythm of his thrust. When his mouth crashed down on mine, it was almost a sensitivity overload. I whimpered into his mouth as he groaned above me and nipped at my lip.

I was made for you, sweet girl. The same way you were made for me. Love how your body lines up just right. You feel that, Bea? So many sensations all at once and I can see from that faraway expression that you’re damn near overloading already. We’re nowhere near close to being done though, so I’m going to back off a bit for now.”

“No,” I managed to choke out.

“Oh yeah, I think my beautiful girl needs to learn a lesson in delayed gratification.”

“I think all the years we spent without one another like this was delayed enough, don’t you?”

“Fuck,” he mumbled into my shoulder. “How can I argue with that?”

Even though he agreed with me, Ky still pulled his body up so that he balanced himself above me on his hands with his arms out straight at my sides. He continued the slow and steady hip roll that had the head of his penis drag over over my g-spot and then his pubic bone slid across my clit. My nerves were still wrapped tight and felt like they were on a fragile precipice that could give way at any moment.

“You’re so beautiful.” He reached up and tucked my still damp locks down beside my shoulder. “Dreamed of this hair draped across my pillow.”

“Dreamed of you looking down at me like that,” I admitted. The smile that bloomed on his face nearly took my breath away, like he threatened to do earlier. “You are so damn handsome, Ky.”

“Oh Bea,” he growled as he picked up the pace and thrust harder into my body. I rocked my hips up to meet his body with my own and joyed in the needy grunt he released. I pushed my hand up through his silky hair that had fallen over and covered his eye. Then I closed my fist around the hair and held on tight as he lifted my waist and pulled me into him even harder. Ky was mostly on his knees at that point while his hands wrapped around my hips and he pushed me away and pulled me back to him like I was his little fuck doll.

“I’m going to pump so much come into you that you won’t have a choice but to get pregnant.”

I wished that were true. It was the entirely wrong time of the month for his wish to be granted. I figured that out after our first round of unprotected sex. I hadn’t wanted to broach the subject then, and it wasn’t really conducive to do so with him inside me either, but I’d never had sex without a condom before him. I’d never had such powerful, fulfilling sex either.

“You with me, Sweet Bea?”

“I’ll always be with you.”