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“I’m not used to feeling this way. Of wanting someone this much. You’ve brought something to my life that I didn’t even realize was missing.” I fight the urge to run to him, to throw myself at him. “I’ve never felt like this, either. And as long as you never stop looking at me the way you do, that will never end.”
“Never in a million years did I expect to fall in love with that virgin farm girl from Greenbank, Pennsylvania, in the interview video.” My breath catches in my throat. Did I just hear that correctly? Did Henry finally say.... “I’m in love with you, Abigail Mitchell.” My eyes brim with tears as I commit this moment—his words, the sound of his voice, the look in his eyes—to memory. “I love you, too. So much, it hurts.”
“Because contrary to what your mother thinks, I do have some morals. But you owned me that night.” His alcohol-laced breath skates over my face. “I went home and jerked off—twice—thinking about fucking you. I couldn’t tell you the last time I jerked off to thoughts of a woman before that, let alone twice in one night. It’d definitely been a few years.”
“I knew even then that I didn’t have a hope in hell of resisting you, even though I convinced myself otherwise. You’d already won me over. And you keep winning me over, night after night. So, yeah. I’m sure that those fools who are betting against us are nothing but fools.”
He’s just close enough that he can reach the light. He switches it on, filling the room with soft light. His sleepy eyes, now a dark heated blue, settle on my full, heavy breasts as I languidly ride him, watching them sway with each roll. “God, Abbi....” He moans softly, covering his eyes with the palms of his hands momentarily. “What’s wrong?” Suddenly he’s sitting upright, having pulled himself up with an impressive layer of muscle across his stomach. “Nothing’s wrong.” One hand curves around the back of my skull, the fingers of one hand weaving through mine while the other hand settles on
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“And when you look at me like that....” His gaze skates over my face. “You are the gift that I didn’t realize I wanted. That I needed. I love you, Abbi.”
