Page 92 of Run to Me
I keep my thrusts slow, not wanting to push her too much from pleasure to pain as I lean down and kiss me way up her neck, gliding my tongue across her jaw before slamming my lips down on hers. As soon as her tongue tangles with mine, I lose it. I fuck her quicker as I swallow her moans and reach down to circle her clit with my thumb.
“Oh, god,” she cries.
“I know, angel. I know. You’re taking me so fucking well… Jesus, you feel so good.Fuck,” I curse as her walls pulse around me and she throws her head back in a silent scream.
Jesus, it’s the most beautiful sight I’ve ever seen.
My own orgasm crashes through me and I groan her name as I empty myself inside her.
“Fucking hell. You’re so goddamn perfect,” I rasp as I slowly slide out of her. My heart drops as she winces when I do.
“What’s wrong? Are you okay? Fuck, was I too rough? Do you n—”
“I’m fine,” she says sleepily as she cups my face.
“I’m perfect. It was perfect, I’m just a little sore since it’s been a couple of weeks and you’re not exactly small.” She gives me a pointed look and I grin at her before climbing off the bed. I wet a washcloth and quickly clean us both up before climbing into bed beside her and pulling her into my chest.
“Love you angel,” I murmur.
“I love you.”
“Promise me something?”
“Anything.”
“Promise me that I’ll always be the one you run to,” I whisper into the darkness.
“I promise.”
“Always?” I ask.
“Always.”
Epilogue
Enzo
February
“I can’t believe you’re gonna be a dad in three weeks,” Marco mutters and I scowl at him.
We’re at Marco’s tonight. Ever since everything went down with Lia and Jeremy last year and Izzy found out about Robyn’s previous weekly girls’ nights, she took it upon herself to continue the tradition. At first, I think she was just trying to be nice to Robyn after everything she went through, but now the two of them are like the best of fucking friends.
Don’t get me wrong, I love that Robyn has that. I do. But what I don’t like? It’s that girls have a tendency to tell each other shit, so when I do something that pisses off Robyn? Well of course my sister-in-law has her back, which would be great if the girl wasn’t a raving fucking lunatic.
She once ambushed me at the warehouse and threatened me with a knife for buying the wrong brand of chips Robyn had asked for. Trust me, the ambush wasn’t necessary. My sweet, loving wife has turned into a neurotic mess with all these pregnancy hormones and I willnevermake that mistake again, but I digress.
“Jesus, I can’t believe we’re going to be uncles. Who’d have thought our insane baby bro would be the first to have kid?” Luca chimes in and I roll my eyes at the both of them.
Truthfully, I wholeheartedly agree with them. I never imagined my life turning out the way it has, I never imagined settling down or having kids, but I wouldn’t change it for the world.
Robyn bulldozed her way into my life, flipping it upside down, upending it, smashing it to pieces before rearranging it with her at the center, all without even knowing what she was doing.
“I still can’t believe you’re both married, never thought I’d see the fucking day,” Marco snorts and Luca and I huff in unison before sharing a look. A look that says we need to direct this conversation onto him.
We both face Marco. “So… are you ever going to tell us the whole story about what happened with—” I’m interrupted by my phone ringing in my pocket, and I pull it out with a frown on my face when I see it’s Izzy calling me.
I swear to fuck, if she’s calling me to berate me for something, I’m going to lose my shit.