Page 104 of Mountain Pine
His arms are warm and strong as they wrap around me. It feels so good.
“I’ve only ever had one regret,” he says, quietly.
“Justone?” Because I have a million when it comes to him.
“I never should have pushed you away in that kissing trend.” Conner rubs my back while he talks. “My instincts kicked in and I went into protection mode.”
“Protection from what? Did you think I’d suck your face off?”
“No, I was protecting myself and what mattered most in the whole wide world to me, Taylor. Our friendship.” When I pull back so I can see his face he adds, “When you came at me and kissed me, I lashed out from fear. I’m so sorry.”
“Don’t be. I get it, Conner.”
“I don’t think you do. I even made a U-turn to go back into your room and kiss you for real, the way I’ve always wanted, but then I saw you crying and your head had that big ass bump on it and I couldn’t take your tears or the thought of you in pain and it alljust derailed so fast. I convinced myself that it really was just a trend and nothing more.”
“Yeah. Because Iliedand told you that.”
He tilts his head and gives me the saddest smile. “That’s the worst part. I always know when you’re lying, Taylor.” He sighs and shakes his head. “Even when you said it was just a trend.”
I wish I could rewind time and do it all over again now. Be braver. Be bolder. Be the way I am now. Because I would go back and kiss the ever-loving shit out of him until he pried me off his slobbered up, lipstick-stained body.
“I convinced myself you told the truth, and that it was no big deal.” Conner’s voice shakes. “I was scared out of my mind that I’d lose you. I didn’t think I deserved you and wanted you so badly I could barely eat sometimes.”
“Youdodeserve me, Con.” I hold his face in my hands. “You deserve everything wonderful and good because you are wonderful and good.”
His eyes say what his mouth can’t.
He doesn’t believe me.
Chapter 29
Conner
“Good morning, Sunshine!” Taylor jumps onto the bed, waking me up by playing bongos with my butt cheeks.
I growl and put another pillow over my head. “Stahhhp.”
She bites my ass next, making me instinctively clench my glutes. “Animal.”
She spanks me again.
“Damnit woman, it’s my day off! Let me be!” I toss a pillow at her, which she catches easily and then she pounces on me, squealing and giggling as I roll her over and pin her under me.
This is how every single one of my days off looks like. On workdays, when I have wake up criminally early, I try to sneak out so she can sleep, but my needs always have me under the sheets, between her thighs, eating breakfast in bed before I go. Then I kiss her goodbye and stop in for lunch just to eat again.
I love my life.
She loves my appetite.
We’re winning at this relationship, guys. I think I’ve peaked.
Taylor spreads her thighs wider toaccommodate my body. “You’re going to get sick of me,” she warns.
“Not possible.” I suck on one of her tight nipples and reach between her legs to see how wet she is. “Fuuuck. How is this possible, woman? I haven’t even touched you yet.”
“I spent the morning watching thirst traps,” she confesses. “So many hot ones. I’m all a mess now.”
“Oh yeah?” I pump my finger in and out of her sweet cunt. “And who turned you on the most?”
