by Rhea Rhea
I’m glad she appeared when she did, and not while we were in the shower or making love in the bedroom. For once, no one interrupted us.
That reminds me… I need to call Lexi and tell her where I am or she’ll blow up my phone later. But I have time before that happens. Right now, I’m staying exactly where I am.
I could stay like this forever, snuggled into Tucker’s side, ear resting over his heart as I listen to its steady beat. My leg is across his stomach, locking him into place. His hand strokes up and down my thigh. His other arm is curled around my shoulders, fingers locked into my hair, holding me close.
Everything leading up to this moment was just as perfect. I’ve never felt closer or more connected to anyone. I didn’t know that sex could be so amazing. The only thing I had to compare sex to is an act to make someone else happy. That’s it. I know better now. When you share yourself with the right person, it can be beautiful. With Tucker it was the merging of our souls, intertwining our lives from two to one.
Tucker says. “So, tell me about those promises.”
“Oh, you mean when you promised to love me for at least ten years?” I chuckle knowing that wasn’t what he meant. But hey that’s what he said.
“I think I promised to love you for the rest of my life.”
That, he did, along with a few other things. I begin to tell him everything I remembered and we share a laugh when I get to the part where his parents caught us making out in the grass. That wasn’t the only time they caught us, just the first. He stays quiet, listening to my every word.
I say, “I remembered laying there beside you in the grass, thinking this boy beside me was the boy I’d spend the rest of my life with. That he was my future.”
“I felt the same thing.” He grins. “Well not about a boy. It was about the brunette with the big blue eyes wrapped in my arms who I knew was my soul mate.”
“You’d better be talking about me.” I knew he was but I needed a smart ass reply to his comment.
“Always you, Brenna. Then, now, forever. It’s always been you.”
“Forever Mine.”
“Forever Yours.”
We lay there for a little longer, neither of us speaking. Both lost in our thoughts.
“Is that what you were wanting me to remember? I murmur.
“I wanted you to remember the love and the connection we shared. To make sure that what you were feeling wasn’t because I was putting my feelings on you. I thought if you remembered, then you would be as sure as I am about our love.”
“I’ve always loved you. Even when my heart was shattered, it still belonged to you. No one in this world could ever take your place.”
Tucker rolls us both over. With his face inches from mine, our bodies perfectly align.
“I love you, Brenna. Nothing or no one could ever change that. I plan to show you for the rest of our lives how much love my soul holds for you.”
“I love you too, Tucker. Heart and soul, forever kind of love.”
This time we seal our promises in a whole new way. When our lips meet, I feel the first binding of his heart and mine. When he pushes inside of me, completeness engulfs me. Right now, we’re together as close as two people can be. We become one.
* * *
Tucker
When she confesses her love to me, my body had to join with hers. Resting here with her body blanketing mine, I don’t think this will never get old.
However, we do have to get out of this bed sometime. If we stay here much longer, I won’t be able to keep my hands off her. I know it’s been awhile for her and I don’t want to make her sore and cause her pain.
I slide my hand down her back and pop her on her bare ass, making her squeal and jump, which in turn makes me laugh.
I let out a sad sigh. “As bad as I hate to say this, we gotta get up. I need food, woman.”
She scowls. “Ya know, “Hey Brenna, get up,” would have sufficed.”
“Yeah, but it’s not nearly as fun.” I laugh as I swing my legs to the edge of the bed.
Before I can leave the bed, Brenna leans against my back. Her nipples press into my skin, and my dick gets harder by the second. Unfortunately, I know I have to get out of this bed and dressed.
She whispers in my ear. “Payback’s a bitch. You know that, right, Tucker Wade?” Then her teeth clamp down on my lobe.
I can’t move. I can’t even attempt to put my jeans on now. It doesn’t help when she slides her chest across my back, making sure to brush against me as she hops off the bed.
She’s standing in front of me, naked. And I think she very well may be the death of me. Brenna is absolute perfection.
As soon as I reach out to pull her back down, she darts out of reach, laughing as she waltzes out of the room. Yeah, payback’s a bitch, but that’s okay. We’ll see who has the last laugh. I have the whole weekend ahead of me to make Brenna pay.
Chapter Twenty-Three
Brenna
I’m still laughing as I head down the hall to wherever Tucker dropped my bag. I’m so happy right now. Everything is falling into place. Making love to Tucker was perfect. I can’t believe what I did before I left the room. I’ve never been so bold in my life. Wesley never saw me completely naked, but I stood right in front of Tucker without an ounce of shyness.
Finding my bag next to the back door, I pick it up and carry it to Tucker’s room. When I see him still sitting on the edge of the bed, I laugh again. Maybe I shouldn’t have rubbed up against him when I was getting out of bed. By the way he’s looking at me, I think if I was within his reach I would be flat on my back within seconds. Not a bad place to be though.
Placing my bag on the end of the bed, unzipping it, I search for something to wear. “I’m going to use your shower again really fast.” I say without looking up at him. That is, until I hear him make a throaty, strangled noise.
His eyes scan my still nude body. I never understood what it meant in books when a look is described as “smoldering.” But I totally get it now. Tucker’s hands clench in the sheets, as though it’s the only thing keeping him leaping over the bed and burying himself inside me.
Grabbing my clothes and my toiletries, I stroll into the bathroom, leaving the door open behind me. I place my clothes on the counter and my toiletries on the shelf. I turn on the water and get under the faucet. When cold water hits me, I jump back and let out a little squeal.
The shower door opens and Tucker’s standing there with pure lust in his eyes.
He says, “I was just coming in to make sure you were okay.”
“The water was cold.” I tell him as I shrug and step back, making room for him in the shower.
“I wasn’t planning to join you, but now that I’m here…” he says, stepping inside.
I try to hide my smile as I turn to the water, letting it flow over my body. Reaching for my body wash, I notice it isn’t there. I turn to look over my shoulder to see Tucker holding it. He’s pouring some onto his hand. He places the bottle back on the shelf and rubs the soap between his hands with a wicked grin. Guess it’s time to pay the piper.
Tucker starts at my shoulders, his hands going down my back then back up before they slide down my arms. I hear the snap of the lid and assume he’s getting more soap. And then I feel his hands on the backs of my thighs, making their way down slowly, and then back up.
I want to turn around and let him put out this fire he’s kindled inside of me, but he stops me when I feel his hands mold around my ass and squeeze.
Then I hear the snap of the lid again, and I wonder if he’s going to do my front, too. Holy hell.
As Tucker presses his body against mine, our slick, soapy skin slide together.
I raise my arms and hook them around his neck, moaning when he cups a breast in each hand. He gives them a thorough washing before releasing them and heading down my stomach. My breath comes faster the lower his hands goes. One hand stops, resting flat against my stomach as the other continues its downward journ
ey.
Lifting my head, I meet his lips as his hand slides over my mound. His soapy fingers slide through my slit before he leans us back to let the water wash the soap away. Turning me in his arms, I feel the warm water pelt against my skin as Tucker runs his hands down my back.
When his hands disappear from my body, I open my eyes I see him grinning down at me. “Payback’s a bitch, huh?”
Glancing down at his erection, I know he’s far from unaffected. I wait until his head is immersed in water before wrapping my fingers around him and sliding my hand slowly from base to tip. I see his muscles contract as his breathing quickens. I continue to stroke him until I see that he’s about to lose control. But before he does, I release him and step out of the shower.
I look up at him and say. “Yeah, it is,” smiling to myself as I grab a towel to dry off.
I wrap myself in the towel and brush my wet hair. But before I can react, I’m being lifted to sit on the vanity. Tucker whips my towel away and wedges himself between my legs. Pulling me to the edge of the vanity, he enfolds my legs around his hips.
How the hell did I not hear the shower door open? That was my last thought before his mouth comes down on mine and he consumes me. Before I can protest, Tucker lifts me up and slides me down onto him as he turns to press me against the shower door. This time I hear it click shut.
This isn’t the gentle love making from earlier. This is fast and hard. Tucker is touching me deeper than I’ve ever been touched before. We are both breathing fast and hard and it’s really starting to sound like a porno in here. I feel my entire body tighten and arch into his when my orgasm comes ripping through my body, leaving me screaming Tucker’s name. I feel him expand and pulse inside of me, my name escaping his throat just as loud.
Keeping his body joined with mine, Tucker lowers us to the floor where we stay, collecting our wits and catching our breath.
* * *
Tucker
I hadn’t planned to climb into the shower with Brenna. My only intention was to make sure she was okay. But the sight of her standing there, water rolling down her gorgeous naked body… my good intentions flew straight out the window. When I decided to wash Brenna, I knew it would backfire on me. In my defense, this is all new to me. I’d never showered with anyone before, so I didn’t really know what to expect.
I thought I was going to be able to finish my shower and walk away the victor in our little game of tease and payback. That is, until she wrapped her hand around me and started stroking. I felt my control snapping piece by piece, and when she stepped out of the shower it broke completely. I was rougher than I intended, and I hope I didn’t hurt her.
I place a finger under her chin and tilt her face up to mine. “I didn’t hurt you did I?”
She shakes her head as a smile spreads across her face.
Relief washes over me. I return her smile before kissing her lips. “Come on, let’s get off this floor and I’ll fix you something to eat.”
Brenna laughs softly as we get to our feet. “I knew you’d feed me eventually.”
“Well, we would have already eaten if you didn’t distract me.” I grin at her before leaving the bathroom, wrapping a towel around my waist as I go.
“You know something, Tucker Wade?” she says, following me into the bedroom.
“What’s that?”
“You have the nicest ass I’ve ever seen.”
“Seen a lot of men’s asses have you?”
“I do have Internet, you know.”
I turn around to face her. “You have the nicest ass I’ve ever seen, too. And I also have Internet.”
“You have the cutest dimples back there, too, by the way.”
That sexy grin of hers would be my undoing if she hadn’t already worn me out.
I say, “You like those do you?”
“You betcha, I do.” She heads back to the bathroom, coming out a few seconds later with her clothes and putting them in her bag.
Reaching into my dresser, I grab one of my T-shirts, immediately throwing it at her.
She catches it, carefully examining the front and back. I’m assuming she’s making sure it doesn’t say “University of Kentucky” anywhere.
I laugh at her perusal of my T-shirt before she pulls it over her head. As I turn around to grab a pair of shorts, I drop my towel before putting them on. Yeah, I know she’s looking at my ass again, and I smile. A man can get used to this kind of attention from his woman.
I walk over and kiss her on the cheek, telling her to climb into bed while I make us something to eat. Whatever I decide to make better be quick. I want to get back in bed with her as soon as possible.
Tonight I’m going to hold her, skin to skin while we sleep. Waking up with a warm, naked body pressed to mine will be another first for me and it’s a first I’ll get to share with the woman I love.
Chapter Twenty-Four
Brenna
Now this is what I call a good morning. I wake up with Tucker’s very warm and very naked body curled around mine. I don’t want to move. Instead, I stay right where I am for a little while longer.
Last night was amazing. I’ve never felt anything like it before. It wasn’t just the sex, either. It was the connection I felt between us. When I’m in Tucker’s arms I feel safe and at peace, like nothing can ever hurt me. When we make love, I feel complete. Like two missing pieces have been found and are snapped back into place together.
Unfortunately, my bladder is screaming at me. So much for lying here for a while longer. Lifting Tucker’s arm so I can slide over to the edge of the bed without waking him is not as easy as I thought it would be. Not when he tightens his grip and pulls me back to him. Nor does his tight hold help my full bladder.
“Where do you think you’re going?” A sleepy Tucker sounds extremely sexy.
“Bathroom, but if you squeeze me any tighter I won’t make it there.”
I hear him chuckle as his grip loosens. “So I probably shouldn’t tickle you either, huh?”
Getting out of bed as quick as I can I say, “No, you probably shouldn’t.”
After taking care of business, I walk back into his room to see he’s rolled onto his back his arm over his eyes. The sheet is draped across his gorgeous body from the waist down. Only his right leg is spread out on top of the material.
I grab my phone, wanting to capture this image so I can see it whenever I want.
When I swipe my screen, I see that I have a text and voicemail waiting. Well, I guess they will just have to wait for a while longer. I find my camera app and snap the picture quickly before he moves.
He must have seen the flash because he’s looking at me.
“Did you just take my picture?”
“I did,” I say, smiling. Then I drop my phone into my bag before climbing onto to the bed.
Tucker grabs me under my arms as soon as I’m within reach and pulls me up his body. “You know that’s not fair since I don’t have any of you.”
Leaning down, I place my lips so close to his that with every word they brush against his. “Poor baby, you can take some later.”
The tips of his fingers slide up my spine covering my skin with goosebumps. His hands wrap into my hair, tugging me down for a sizzling “good morning” kiss.
I say, “Mmm, if this is what I get every morning, I may just have to stick around.”
I have no intentions of ever leaving Tucker, ever, but by the stunned look plastered on his face, I wonder if he doubts me. I thought I made it clear to him last night.
As his eyes search mine, I wonder if he’s looking for answers. All I can hope is he sees the love I have for him.
“You’re sticking around, Brenna. I’m never letting you go.”
Placing my palm against his cheek, I stare lovingly back into his eyes. I want to reassure him in any way possible.
“I’m not going anywhere. I’m right where I want to be.”
Tucker
When Brenna said she may have to st
ick around, I knew she was being sarcastic but that didn’t stop my doubt from creeping. I’ve waited and wished for so long for her. Now that I have her back in my life, I never plan on letting her go again.
But that doesn’t mean that I’m not afraid that she’ll leave me. I can’t let the fear and doubts cloud my head.
Shaking off these thoughts, I look over to see what time it is. Damn it’s time to get up. My parents are coming by later because they wanted to spend time with Brenna, too. I think they may have missed her just as much as I did.
I sigh. “We gotta get up and get going. Mom and Dad are coming over later to see you.”
“Where are we going? And when are they coming?” She gets out of bed.
My brain has trouble forming words as I watch her walk naked across the room. I hold up three fingers to tell her what time they are supposed to be here.
After she disappears into the bathroom and out of my sight, I find my voice again and holler out that we’re going to the store.
I hear the shower come on. No, I’m not getting in there with her this time. I’ll stay right here. However, I have to repeat this over and over to keep myself from chasing after her.
Oh, who the hell am I kidding?
My feet go to the floor and I’m heading to the shower in seconds.
Brenna opens her eyes and looks me over when I open the shower door. “I have to wash my hair. Two showers now and I haven’t been able to get that far.” She doesn’t look too upset over my presence if the smile on her face is any indication.
I hold my hands up to indicating I’ll keep them to myself.
We both manage to actually shower this time before stepping out and drying off. This was not an easy feat, let me tell you. Not easy at all, but we did it.
We both head back into the bedroom to get dressed. Brenna’s staring at the bed with her clothes clutched to her chest. Yeah, I know where her head is at. Mine’s right there with it, both of us are thinking the same thing. We both want her sprawled across my sheets. When she looks up and sees me watching her, she shrugs and her cheeks turn red. I love that she blushes.