Page 68 of Friends That Heal Us
She shifts her body towards me so quickly and swings her arms around me, almost knocking me backwards. “I love it, Ezra. Thank you so much.”
I wrap my arms around her, squeezing her tighter. “You’re welcome.”
“When did you do this?”
“Today.”
Her eyes narrow. “How did you know I wouldn’t be here?”
“You said you were behind on your regular orders and would be baking all day. When I saw you baking at the house this morning, I figured I had time.”
“You’re sneaky.”
“I’m glad you’re surprised because I’ve had nerves running through my body all day worried you’d come by while it was being installed.”
She giggles, and it’s the best happy giggle I’ve heard from her in a while. It makes my chest ache in the best way. We both face the front of the bakery. My arm wraps around her waist, shielding her from the cold chill that blows our way.
“I can’t believe it. It’s beautiful. It’s more than I could’ve ever expected.”
“I’m happy you like it.”
She turns in my arms and lays a kiss on my lips.
The moment we walk through the house, Violet’s back is to me. Before she steps any further, I wrap my hands around her waist and draw her in. She gasps the minute her back hits my chest. I lower my head, brushing soft kisses against her neck. She tilts her head, opening her neck up for me, like she always has. The smell of her soft vanilla skin, so sweet and warm, intoxicates me in ways I’ve never felt before.
“Mmm,” she moans, wrapping her hands around mine.
She’s been so busy these past couple of weeks since she started working on getting the bakery opened. She’s up bright and early to head over there and comes walking back into the house at nightfall. I’ve missed the warmth of her body against mine. The soft sounds of her moans. Even the simple conversation we have before we end our night. Little things I never thought mattered so much until her. I look forward to these things the most, every day.
I can feel the tension in her shoulders slowly relax with my kisses. She leans further into me, sinking her body into mine. The warmth of her body grounds me.
“Hey,” I whisper in her ear, my voice low. “I’ve missed you.”
She lets out a soft moan. “I’ve missed you more.”
“That’s not possible,” I murmur against her neck.
I turn her to face me; her eyes meet mine. A strand of hair lies against her flushed face. Neither of us speak. I brush my thumb against her cheek as she closes her eyes and leans into my touch.
I lower my head, tilting her chin up. She meets me halfway, and our lips touch. My heart races as our tongues collide and our kiss deepens.
She wraps her arms around my neck as I scoop her up into my arms and place her on the kitchen island. Surprisingly, the island is just the right height for me to reach her center. I push my throbbing cock against her as she wraps her legs around me, pulling me closer to her.
Our breaths mingle together, hot and heavy and full of need. Our longing for each other intensifies, as if we haven’t been together in years. Although we waited years for each other, it was always there, hidden deep down, even if we didn’t know it.
Her hands run up my arms, grabbing at my shoulders, pulling me closer to her like she’s starving for me. We part lips as we both throw our shirts off aggressively, like we can’t be apart a second longer.
“Ezra, I want you.”
That does it for me. Her words, mixed with her fingers at my belt, ignite something feral in me. I can no longer hold back. She shatters my sense of control. My hands roam her back, unclasping her bra. Her breasts spring free. As her back arches, she gives me free rein over her chest. I nibble on one nipple as I grasp the other.
Her moans grow louder, and I can’t take it anymore. I need to be inside her. I strip my pants off so quickly my penis springs out against her center. I grab at her pants and throw them off so fast her eyes grow wide.
I find her lips again, kissing her deeply. Her hands find my lower back as she pushes me inside of her. Both of us gasp, and her head falls back.
I thrust in slowly at first, inch by inch, letting her adjust, but feeling her heat makes it hard to hold back. I pull out slowly and thrust right back in hard. A loud moan escapes her lips.
I tighten my fingers around her hips, holding her close. Her hands find their way to my shoulders, pulling me closer to her.
