“I can’t,” I protest, my heart ready to implode.
“Why?” He looks down at me, completely buried to the hilt.
“Because if I say it, I can never take it back.”
“That’s the point.” He leans in and kisses me as a tiny tear escapes down the side of my face.
“Tell me a secret,” he urges, driving into me again. My stomach muscles contract in distress.
“I love you.” The words leave my lips before I can even attempt to stop them. It’s my truest of truths. CJ told me to tell him a secret before I left Hawaii; it’s how the whole thing started. So I did . . .
“Tara, tell me a secret.” He hugs me tightly outside the airport doors.
With a lump in my throat and tears in my eyes, I hide my face in his neck and force out, “I could fall in love with you.”
It was the last thing I said to him before I escaped into the airport.
“I love you, too.” He exhales as if he’s relieved. As if it’s finally real.
The tension then cracks, and we both feel the pressure. It’s building unbearably between my thighs.
I whimper and moan, so ready for a release.
“You going to come for me, baby?”
He pumps his hips a little harder, making sure he grazes my clit with every thrust. Making sure he drives me insane with lust, and I know how hard he is for me. The overstimulation against my slit and the fact that I am so madly in love with this man all pools in the lowest part of my belly.
“You’re the only one I come for,” I expel as every single one of my nerve endings ignite.
“Oh, fuck,” CJ sounds taken by surprise as he tumbles over with me, gyrating his hips and whimpering like a wounded man as my pussy chokes him. He grips my hands so tightly as he comes, it cuts off the circulation to my fingers.
He collapses on top of me once his climax passes, the two of us sucking in air as if it’s becoming extinct.
“I think that was the hottest thing anyone has ever said to me.”
“What?” I ask, mindlessly twirling a piece of his hair around my finger.
“You’re the only one I come for,” he quotes me.
“You liked that?”
“I loved it.” He looks up at me with his head still resting on my chest. “I meant it when I said I loved you, too.”
“I would hope so.”
“You know what this means, right?”
“No?”
“You officially belong to me.”
I nearly burst out into tears. There isn’t anything I want more than to belong solely to CJ.
“I’m all yours,” I pledge as my throat burns from unshed tears.
“Good.” He sucks one of my nipples into his mouth. “Because I am ready to hear you scream ‘I’m the only one you come for’ all over again. Roll over.” He forces me onto my stomach.
I feel him get off the bed to throw away the condom and then hear him open the nightstand drawer to grab another one.