Revealed by You(84)

His eyes darkened. “I fuck hard. Big difference.”

This was true and I wasn’t complaining in the least.

“I’m possessive and jealous. I can be an asshole and yet, here you are…with me. In our home.”

I frowned. “Brett—”

“I don’t deserve your love but I welcome it with my mind, body and soul. You keep me grounded.” He shook his head. “I…I don’t…”

A lump formed in my throat and I captured his mouth with mine.

He licked between my lips, his hands caressing my body, gentle yet firm.

I didn’t expect him to not give me at least some of his roughness. I craved it. It was familiar. I didn’t want him to change for me but gentleness was warranted sometimes. Shock still fluttered through my belly at the mere mention of him making love to me.

“Let me make love to you, Evvie,” he whispered against my mouth.

My hands grazed down his back to his hips, our kiss deepening.

In a slow even stroke, he lowered into me.

A hot shiver travelled through my body and I moaned as he filled me completely.

Our hips met thrust for thrust. It was gentle but passionate, tender yet filled with so much love, tears welled in my eyes.

Brett lifted his head. “Why the tears?” he asked, brushing his thumbs under my eyes.

“I…don’t…”

“Is my love making that bad, Evvie?” he teased.

My cheeks heated. “No.”

He chuckled and brushed his nose along the side of my neck, inhaling deep. His thrusts deepened but still he remained sensual.

The control it took for him to not ravish me and fuck the shit out of me made me fall in love with him even more. “I love you,” I whispered, grazing my fingers through the hair at the back of his neck.

“Hmm…I’ll never get used to those words coming from your mouth.”

I smiled and wrapped my legs tighter around his body. “I love you,” I repeated and placed soft kisses on his shoulder.

“Again,” he demanded.

“I. Love. You.”

His mouth covered mine in a hard bruising kiss as he pushed into me as deep as he could go.

I gasped, my body exploding as a cry of ecstasy left my lips.

Brett groaned and sat back before lifting me into his arms. The warmth in his eyes was soon replaced by lust.

My breath caught. I knew that look. That look of aching and an all-consuming need. He was no longer in control. Our time for love making was over and I couldn’t wait for the things he had in store for me.

“Thank you,” I said before he became rough like I knew he wanted and needed.

His eyes softened, his jaw ticking. He cleared his throat a couple of times and he took a deep breath. “No. Thank you.”

I brushed my thumb over his bottom lip. “Good now?”

“Yes, but I really need back inside of you,” he said, wrapping a hand around his length.

My body buzzed and I gripped his shoulders.

A wicked grin spread on his face. “Put me in you, lover. I want to watch your face as your body slides down my cock.”

I wrapped my fingers around his rigid erection, my hand sliding from base to tip over the slick length.

Our eyes locked.

Small breaths left my lips as I stroked his cock through the folds of my center before slowly impaling myself on him.

“Beautiful.”

I smiled and placed a soft kiss on his lips before he pushed me back on the bed. For the rest of the night, Brett gave me what I needed from him. What I craved.

Through these months of being with him, I had learned so much. His feelings revealed, his past laid out before him, his true desires on display. For me.

His passion, his love, his dark possession consumed me. I was drowning in him and as each day past, I fell further and further into his depths. Not wanting to come up for air in the least.

He gave me him. All of him. Revealing a part of himself that he never shared with anyone. The once broken boy that grew up into a strong and powerful man was mine. It would take a while for him to heal, to get over what had been done to him but I would be by his side every step of the way.

Only I knew the real Brett MacLean.