I force my eyes open and look down and meet his gaze and I can see the smile in his eyes and on his mouth despite it being on me. I feel my cheeks getting hot and I can only imagine they’re bright pink. I feel so exposed under his gaze. Naked. Vulnerable. Like he can read every thought in my head.

The feeling overwhelms me and suddenly I want to be even closer. “Baby, come here and let me touch you.” I hold my arms out and he shakes his head.

“Come first.”

“But—”

“Not a request, Whitney. Give me another one.”

I bite my lip, knowing he wasn’t going to let up until I came and that thought made me melt even though I wanted to be in his arms. I was craving the intimate feeling of his strong body wrapped around me after not having it for so long. Nothing felt like the safety and security of being in his arms. The sex with Jacob was amazing. Unbelievable. I craved sex with this man more than I did anything on Earth. But it was the after, that I craved too. The moments where everything is still and quiet and I get lost in the tranquility. During these moments, I allowed my mind to drift to a life where things weren’t so complicated. He wasn’t the man I couldn’t have; I wasn’t the woman he shouldn’t touch. Everything was perfect.

It isn’t long before he’s hovering over me. He runs a hand over his mouth collecting my juices but I still smell me on him.

“Why are you in your head, Angel?” He brushes his nose over mine before dropping a kiss to my lips.

“I’ve missed you and this.” The tears well in my eyes and I try my best to keep them down but one escapes, slipping down my face. I wrap my arms around his back pulling him closer to me, wanting to get as close as possible to him. “It was really hard when you left and I just… I’m scared you’re going to leave me again.” I look up into his stormy blue eyes. “You’re right, I’m just in my head.”