I didn’t know why I was letting my insecurities rear their ugly head after the magic of spending the previous night with him, but they were there, nonetheless. Between my shyness and second-guessing if I was the only one in Jenner’s life, I suddenly felt almost…defeated.
“Hey.” He turned me in his arms. With his thumb and forefinger, he lifted my chin until I had to meet his gaze. For the longest time, he seemed to search for something in my eyes. “Tell me you don’t regret last night.”
“I don’t,” I told him honestly. “I loved every minute of it.”
Relief filled his face. “Then what’s wrong, baby?”
“I guess I’m just wondering…what happens now?” It came out more like a question.
He dropped his hands to my ass, giving each globe a firm squeeze. “Now, I feed you and drive you back to your parents’ house.” Disappointment produced a lump in my throat, but he lightly brushed his lips over mine. “So you can grab some clean clothes. Maybe an overnight bag. And we can spend the rest of the day—or week—just like we did last night.”
“The week?” I repeated.
“Week. Month. Year.” He kissed me again, whispering against my lips, “Forever.”
The lump in my throat dissolved, and I melted against him. My shyness, the dread and fear that maybe this had been a one-time thing, all of it disappeared, and I wrapped myself around him. “Okay.”
He nuzzled his nose against mine. “Okay…what?”
“Okay to forever,” I murmured, my heart beating erratically. When I felt his cock jump against me, I nearly started purring. Now that I was back in his arms, I was kind of pissed at myself for letting self-doubt nearly ruin this for me.
He pressed his forehead to mine and released a shuddery breath. “Forever isn’t nearly long enough, but it’s a good start.”
Jenner gave me a slow, sweet kiss that only made me crave more. I tangled my fingers with his belt loops, pulling him closer. Grinning, he kissed the tip of my nose and took a reluctant step back. “I’m going to finish up our eggs, and you are going to get out of that beautiful head of yours.”
After the vigorous workout he’d put me through all night, his eggs and toast were possibly the best thing I’d ever eaten. Once my plate was clean, I sat back and savored the rest of my coffee while he seemed to savor the sight of me sitting beside him. Jenner had one hand on my knee, the other holding his mug, but the steam had long stopped lifting from the top as he’d sat staring at me instead of drinking the well-brewed coffee.
“I want to give you a key so you can come and go as you please,” he announced out of the blue. “What I really want is for you to move your sweet ass in here in with me, but I know that’s probably asking too much so soon. I’m fairly sure that your dad would kill me if I moved that fast.”
I had to admit that, technically, things were moving really quickly between us. We’d only been together a few days, yet it felt like so much longer to me. Being with Jenner came so naturally, it was as if we’d been together our entire lives. It was comfortable yet oddly exciting.
I loved it.
When I didn’t say anything, Jenner’s fingers climbed up the inside of my thigh. “Don’t say no. It’s just a key…” He stopped just inches from the junction to my sex. “And maybe half my closet. But I didn’t have a lot in there to begin with, so it didn’t take much to move things around to make room for some of your stuff. You didn’t even hear me doing it.”
His nervousness was adorable, and for some reason, it made me feel less self-conscious about how I’d allowed my insecurities to mess with me earlier. “I love you.”
Both our mouths dropped open at my confession. I didn’t know why I’d just blurted it out, but it had simply felt right.
Suddenly, I was on his lap, his fingers of one hand tangled in my hair as he angled my head for a kiss that stole every sane thought from my head. He devoured my mouth, making that sweet, slow kiss from earlier seem as if it had come from a different person. His touch, his taste, even the heaviness of his breathing had a possessiveness to it that lit me aflame from the inside out.
There was nothing slow or gentle or even remotely sweet about this kiss. And I wanted more.
His fingers in my hair tightened as he pulled my head back, both of us gasping for oxygen. “You love me?”
Licking my swollen, tingling lips, I nodded. “Yes.”
His lashes lowered, and his head fell forward as he pressed his face to my chest. A shudder went through him, and I cupped his head to me, sensing he needed me to hold him.
Jenner squeezed his arms around me, just short of being painful. “There’s only been one other person who has ever told me they love me, and she’s my adopted sister.”
Something painful twisted in my chest, and I held him closer. That made zero sense to me. Who could meet Jenner and not love him? It had taken nothing for me to fall for him, to know without a doubt that I would love him for the rest of my life.
With me still in his lap, he stood, making me squeal and clutch at his shoulders. A predatory sound rumbled in his chest as he sprinted back to the bedroom. I didn’t protest when he dropped me in the middle of the bed and followed me down. My shirt disappeared, as did my bra and jeans. I wasn’t sure if my clothes actually survived the undressing, but I didn’t care.
My focus was on Jenner and the wildness in his eyes as he kicked off his jeans and spread my thighs as wide as they would go. “Say it again.”
“I love you,” I moaned as he thrust into me. My inner tissue was swollen and sore, but that only heightened my pleasure.
“Your heart is mine now, little lamb,” he growled, thrusting so hard that the bed frame slammed into the wall. “I’m never giving it back.”
I could barely think past how good he felt. This was so different from the other times we’d come together throughout the night. He wasn’t just seeking or giving pleasure. Jenner was owning me, and it was the most euphoric experience of my life.
“This is my pussy…my heart…my love.” He punctuated each vow with an even harder thrust each time, and I couldn’t hold back. I screamed his name, begging for more, more, more.
My orgasm hit me without warning, but as I was free-falling over the edge into ecstasy, I heard the sweetest words that helped me hold on to reality.
“I love you, Doe,” Jenner chanted as he filled me with his own release. “I fucking love you!”
13
Jenner
I pushed the stroller, keeping behind Violet and Shaw as they walked through the mall. Love Bug was between them, holding their hands as the two women chatted over her head. The baby shifted her eyes back and forth, looking into all the shops and the many people we passed.
The stroller itself was loaded with bags, and that was mostly the reason Violet brought it now that Love Bug was walking. But pushing it made me less conspicuous when I was with them. Some people could see a huge guy like me following two beautiful women and instantly think I was a creeper, and others would be able to identify me for what I was—personal security—and stop and take notice of who I was protecting.