I cum at the words our bed. I love that I’m going to have this for the rest of my life. I feel him release deep inside, his warm cum coating me.
I don’t know how I made it all these years without him.
Chapter Nine
Coen
As I slowly pull from her body, I feel some of the rage I’d felt drain away. As much as I want to, I can’t leave this room to find her stepfather unless I want to be driven away from the house in a police car.
I couldn’t protect her that way. I don’t know how she did it, but she’s like a sweet balm to my anger. I know I have to get myself under control for her.
I bring her with me as I stand. “We’re leaving,” I tell her as I straighten her bathing suit. I bend and pick up the bag she’d started to pack and toss it across the room. “You’re not taking anything from here.”
I grab her hand and her fingers lock with mine. I thought she might fight me on this, but she just smiles.
“I only need you.” She says it like I’m the most important thing in the world, and it makes me want to beat my chest.
I pull her from the room, and I’m not surprised when I see John standing outside her door. I wonder how many times he’s done that before, if he ever listened to her touch herself as she thought about me late into the night.
I take a deep breath and push down my anger. We walk past him down the hall and out to the back where the party is still in full swing. Ignoring everything else but getting her out of here, I head straight for the pool house to grab my keys and the present I got her. I glance down at Eden, who still has the biggest smile on her face, not a care in the freaking world. Just happy that I have her. Fuck, I love that. I’m going to spend the rest of my life making sure she always has that smile on her face.
I grab my dress shirt that I’d worn to her graduation and slide it over her, covering up the too-small bathing suit.
“You don’t wear shit like this when other people are around,” I tell her.
“I only wore it for you.”
“That’s good, sweetheart. Keep it that way, but only wear it for me when I’m the only person around.”
She grabs my arm. “I only dressed like this to get your attention. I promise. I only want you looking at me.”
Her little nose scrunches, and I can tell she’s thinking about something. Her eyes go to my chest.
“What is it?” I ask. She drops her head like she’s embarrassed. “No secrets. I want you to always be honest with me.” I put my finger under her chin, making her look up at me.
“I don’t like people looking at you either,” she admits.
“You’re it for me. Have been since I laid eyes on you,” I tell her. I don’t want her to have a question in her mind about this. I know I’m older than her. People might see this as taking advantage of her, but I don’t fucking care what others think anymore. I’d always known in the back of my mind she’d be mine one day. I knew it was wrong to want her back then, so I’d always kept it secret. But nothing else mattered now except being with her. I just don’t want her to ever think that I took advantage of her. I want her to always be sure about us. To never question my intentions with her.
Her eyes look so hopeful, and I hate that she’s questioning it. What happened in her bedroom was like nothing I’d ever felt before. I didn’t know a person could snap like that and lose all control. But that’s what happened. I needed her right then like I’d never needed anything in my life. The moment I made her mine was like nothing I’d ever experienced. It was like I was finally coming home.
“There’s no one else in your life?” she asks. This time I cup her face, leaning in so my eyes are level with hers. So much innocence shines there. I can see her trust in me, and I want to keep that safe. Never break it.
“No, sweetheart. I can’t remember another woman before you. And trust me, there hasn’t been one who has entered my mind since you jumped into my world.”
She closes the small distance between us, her mouth landing on mine as she wraps her body around me. I pull her close as she starts to place kisses all over my face. I laugh at her sweet innocence, which is getting me hard all over again, like I hadn't just taken her twice and filled her up nice and good.
“All right. I have to get you out of here now, or I’m going to end up taking you again.”
“That’s okay.” She rubs against me, and I wonder if I’ve made her into a little sex addict.
“No, the next time I take you will be in our home, where I can take my time. I want to kiss and touch every part of you. Worship you like I should have the first time. Show you how it will be between us.”