However, he’s not having it. He grips my hips, pulling me up so fast that I gasp, and then I feel his mouth on my clit.

Grayson’s tongue presses hard, circling the nub as he pushes a finger into me, causing me to almost scream.

Two can play at that. I adjust myself and take him back into my mouth. Both of us using our tongues, sucking, and driving the other to release.

His low moan against my clit causes me to tremble. I can feel my orgasm racing closer. Not just from the things he’s doing but because of how much I love doing this to him. Grayson’s tongue moves faster, and I can feel the edge nearing.

Then, right when I’m there, he stops.

I nearly cry out, but he turns me, lining himself up at my entrance. I don’t hesitate before I sink down on him.

Our eyes meet and something so powerful passes through us that I start to cry. I am so in love with this man.

Just feeling him inside me is too much, and I fall apart and my world will never be the same again.

Chapter 26

Jessica

“So you’re staying? Like, for good?”

Delia and I are a few towns over, eating lunch.

“I mean, I think so. Grayson wants to tell Amelia about us and move forward.” Not that I’m really sure what that means.

She leans back, popping a fry in her mouth. “I’m really happy for you.”

“I’m happy too, which is what scares me.”

“Why?”

“Because happiness fades and reality sucks.”

Delia nods. “True, but you could be in love with a guy who doesn’t care about you. That would really be shitty, huh?”

“Deals,” I say reaching out for her, but she waves her hand dismissively.

“Don’t. It’s fine. I’m the idiot.”

Before we can say more, Stella walks over. “Hey! I didn’t know you guys were here. I thought you would be resting after three days at the beach house.”

It’s crazy how invested these people are in my love life. “There’s no need to rest, we really took it easy.”

Delia snorts. “I’m sure you did.”

“What are you doing here?” I ask Stella.

Stella pulls a chair out to sit. “Where else do you think I can shop? It’s not like we have stores worth a damn in Willow Creek.”

“True. Story.” Delia nods while eating another fry.

“So, I’m here with a new handbag and a lifelong desire to move. Anyway, how did your trip go? Did you and Grayson talk and decide what’s going on with you guys?”

“Yes, we talked, and . . . I think we’re going to tell Amelia next week.”

She smiles brightly. “She’s going to be so happy.”

“You think?”