Never Been Loved(97)
“Yes, you do. Couples get into arguments, some even nasty ones. My trigger is people yelling at me, I shut down when others do. I’ve been yelled at all my life. I can’t take it. And you, you Hunter, think you always have to do everything by yourself, and no matter what, it’ll never be good enough. That was never my intention. I just wanted to give Matty a gift. Doesn’t mean we can’t make it work.”
Christ, I love you, Sera. “You deserve-”
“Yeah. Yeah, I deserve a man who can give me whatever I want. Well, I want a man to build me bookshelves. Can you do that?”
“Yes.” I’ll build that shit with my bare hands. I’ll cut down the perfect tree for it, too.
“I want a man who can watch movies with me and won’t tell me to shut up when I get too excited, or end up crying. Can you do that?”
I nod, and she plants her hands on my face (no more cast, thank Christ), her green eyes pulling me under.
She’s actually forgiving me. She’s forgiving me for all the pain I’ve put her through. That pain in my chest takes a hike, but I keep still, just in case she’s going to leave me again. For Sera, there’s always gonna be a better, stronger, healthier option out there.
“I want a man who comments on my nerdy shirts and allows me to give his kid a bit of nerd-flair. Can you do that?”
Fuck yeah, I can. I nod again.
“I want a man who will kiss me every morning because he knows how fraking lucky he is to have me. Can you do that?”
“Abso-fucking-lutely.”
She keeps looking at me, like maybe for her, I might be the only option. That makes me the luckiest man in the whole damn world.
“I want a man who accepts my help when he needs it and even when he doesn’t. I want a man who knows that I’m never going to make fun of him or think less of him because of what his life has made him into. Can you do that?”
You’re killing me, Sera. “I’ll try.”
She smiles, and I move in closer to get a taste of her.
“Can I kiss you now?” I ask.
“You can kiss me anytime you want.”
I love her little gasp when I don’t get my mouth on hers right away, the way I hold it there over her lips like that’s as close as we’re gonna get. My eyes practically roll back in my head when she puts her hands on my head, running her fingers through my hair, and crushes herself against me, planting those tits against my chest.
I’ve died and landed in paradise.
We get our mouths working on each other’s, and Christ, the taste of her, the smell of her like sugar and vanilla, her body on me, I go mental. My tongue’s in her mouth, her tongue’s now in mine, and it’s lazy and driving me nuts.
My dick starts throbbing and there’s nothing more I want to do than get this skirt off her and sink into her, watch her face when she comes apart, listen to her say my name.
I’m struggling to relax. I push her too far and that’s it.
I set her back, my fingers digging into her hips. I’m panting, but shit, her taste is all I have in my mouth, and when I open my eyes, Sera’s cheeks are glowing with pink, and she’s chewing her bottom lip.
We’re on the bed already. No time like the present.
The kid, dickweed. The kid.
Right.
“Thank you for buying Matty that t-shirt. You didn’t have to do that.”
She kisses me again, doing amazing things to my bottom lip, and, goddamn it, I’m going to need a cold shower, but who the hell cares? I’ve got a goddess in my lap, and one day soon, we’re going to fuck without worrying about Matty bursting in.
When she pulls back, she gives me a sly grin, and says, “You’re welcome. Now, what have you got to eat? I’m starved.”
I let her move off of me, wondering what she’s gonna do when gets a peek of Junior saluting through my jeans. I keep her still ’cause what I have to say next is important, even though I’m worse for wear.
“I’m wondering if you’re getting that I’m fucked up.”
“Well, I’m fucked up, too. No one is completely normal a hundred percent of the time. We’re all struggling to find a little slice of happiness.”
“I don’t want a slice of happiness. I think I deserve the whole fucking cake.”
“If you deserve the cake, then I deserve a Reese’s peanut butter cup one, with chunks of Reese’s pieces on top of it. Yeah. I mean, what’s better than peanut butter and chocolate? Lemme guess, uh, nothing.”
Sera makes me laugh. She’s magic.
“I want you warned. And once you’re warned, if you continue to stay with me, then I’m not letting you go. You and I are opposites.”