Tangled Extra Scenes Page 9

Or maybe that was me.

We’re both so f**king turned on—I can’t tell anymore.

She pushes back against me as I surge forward. Kate’s head is low, and her hair swings like a pendulum as we rock and grind against each other. Clashing. My strokes gain force. Driving us forward.

But I need more. I need to feel her—be closer. I nudge her further onto the bed and climb on behind her.

Then, still buried inside, I pull Kate up by her shoulders and bend my knees so she’s straddling me—but facing away. Reverse Cowgirl Style.

My chest presses against her back. Her hair tickles my face as my lips devour her neck. She’s everywhere—surrounding me. Her scent, the feel of her against me, the taste of her skin, the sound of her voice crying my name.

It’s consuming.

Overwhelming.

Like drowning.

And if you’ve got to go? Trust me—this is the f**king way.

My arms cross over Kate’s chest with my hands on her shoulders, pushing down as my hips thrust up hard.

And her words come out high-pitched and urgent: “Drew…Drew…I’m coming.”

“Fuck…I know…I can feel you.”

Her walls tighten around me like a starved boa constrictor.

And even though I want to hold out, even though I don’t want it to end yet—or ever—my dick apparently has other ideas, and I explode deep inside her.

My hands fall down to Kate’s waist, pulling her closer to me. Her head rests on my knees, and my mouth is against her back.

We’re both panting, out of breath.

But I find my voice first.

“Best…gift…ever.”

Kate laughs against my legs. “Couldn’t agree more.”

***

Much, much later, Kate and I lay in the middle of the bed, on top of the covers. A tangled mess of limp limbs and sweaty skin.

I like this part.

That may be pansy to admit, but let’s be real. Kate’s name is tattooed on my frigging arm. Trying to pretend like she doesn’t have my balls in her purse? Really kind of useless at this point.

Her head rests on my chest. And I feel her smile before she whispers, “Tell me something about you. Something no one else knows.”

I look at the ceiling. And call forth my deepest, darkest secret.

“I have Justin Bieber on my iPod.”

She giggles, “Really?”

“Yep. That ‘As Long as You Love Me’ song. And if you ever tell the guys, I’ll deny it till the day I die.”

She traces my abs with her fingers. Then I say, “Now you. Tell me something I don’t know yet.”

She kisses my chest slowly as she thinks. Then she looks up into my eyes. “Nothing. You know absolutely everything there is to know about me.”

“All right. Then…if you had three wishes, what would you wish for?”

I once told Kate I wanted to make all her dreams come true. And I didn’t think it was possible at the time, but she means even more to me now than the night I told her that. So if there’s something she wants, something she needs? Heaven and hell better watch their backs—cause I’ll knock both on their asses to get it for her.

She thinks some more. And when she speaks, her voice is hushed with surprise and gratitude. “I wouldn’t wish for anything.”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean, at this moment, I have everything I want. My mother’s happy; I love my work. And anything more I ever would’ve wished for…is right here in front of me.”

I swallow hard. Hearing that answer? That’s better than a whole sack full of sex toys.

Okay—maybe not the riding crop.

But it’s definitely close.

I frame her face with my hands and kiss her.

Life’s funny, you know? I mean, did you really think a year ago—when Kate and I were going at it, falling through my front door—that we’d ever end up here? At the time, I figured it would be just another one-nighter. Amazing—no question—but still just a fantastic scratch for my long-suffering itch.

And yet here I am.

Committed.

Monogamous.

Completely, disgustingly infatuated.

And I couldn’t be happier.

And this is just year one. Not to go all Notebook on you, but Kate and I have a hell of a lot more years ahead of us. A lifetime’s worth.

And I plan on making the most of every f**king one of them.

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