Chapter 75

He takes another deep breath, locking his focus fully onto my face, roaming over my eyes, nose, and mouth slowly as though imprinting it to memory.

“You’re so beautiful, Emma. I don’t know what I did to deserve perfection like you,” he croons softly, staring at me without fully connecting our bodies yet.

“You have no idea how often I tell myself the same thing about you. You rescued me from myself, Jake. I owe you everything. I belong with you. I belong to you, and I always will. Stop fighting yourself and show me how much you love me instead of telling me. I need to feel it again because I miss it so much more than you can ever imagine.” I kiss him, feeling the change in him as his body relaxes into me. His hands find my wrists, sliding them above my head and pinning them to the soft floor, a move that only my sexually competent man would make without thinking about it.

Yes, come back to me, Jake. I need you. The real you.

His body moves slowly against mine.