Page 71 of Ignite
She nods, voice breathless. “Yes.”
I unbutton them as I watch every reaction on her face.
She laughs shakily. “You’re going to kill me.”
“Not tonight.”
I tug them down just enough for her to step out. Her breath comes in shallow waves, chest rising fast, nipples tight in the cold night air, her body arching naturally toward my heat.
She reaches for me. “Your turn.”
She pulls at my shirt, her hands sliding up my stomach, warm and eager. I raise my arms, letting her strip me the same slow way I stripped her. Her palms skim my chest. I suck in a breath. Her fingers trail lower.
I catch her wrist gently. “If you keep that up, we’re not making it to the water.”
She blushes, smiling wickedly. “Maybe that’s the point.”
I kiss her again—deep and hungry—and we stumble closer to the riverbank.
The water glows silver.
“Ready?” I murmur.
“Yes,” she whispers. “Take me in.”
I step into the river, pulling her with me. The cold hits first, sharp and shocking—but the minute her body presses into mine, heat floods back in a wave.
She wraps her arms around my neck. I lift her by her waist, her legs floating up instinctively, her body molding against mine. Her lips find my throat.
I groan.
She kisses me—slow, deep, the kind of kiss that unravels every remaining thread of restraint I ever thought I had.
Our foreheads touch. Our breaths mix. Her thighs tighten around me.
My hands roam her back, her ribs, her hips—slowly, reverently, hungrily—pulling her deeper into my arms, deeper into the water, deeper into every part of me.
The moon hangs above us. The river moves softly around our bodies. Her whisper brushes my lips.
“I love you, Saxon.”
Something in my chest gives.
Breaks. Heals. Fills.
I kiss her—gentle at first, then deeper, slower, our bodies aligned beneath the surface of the water, her skin slick and soft under my hands, her mouth answering every question I never dared ask.
“Briar…” I murmur against her lips, “I love you. Always.”
And as the world fades around us, her body warm against mine, her breath soft at my mouth, the river holding us in quiet silver—we sink deeper into the moment. Deeper into each other. And the rest of the night unfolds in heat and moonlight.
This woman ignited my soul, lit a flame that will never extinguish, she’s all mine. And I’ll spend the rest of my days reminding her how deeply my love runs for the family we’ve built.
Together. Always.
The End
