Page 34 of Just One Spark

He thrust once more and settled deep, groaning as he gave into his release.I felt him deep inside me, and I never wanted to let go of this feeling.I felt close to him, his skin warm.

He rested his forehead on mine, and my heart thrummed with an emotion I couldn't name.And then he moved, taking care of the condom and grabbing the blanket.He covered us and curled behind me.He kissed my shoulder."Sleep."

It was the permission I needed to turn off my brain and the swell of emotion in my chest, to close my eyes.I easily fell asleep against his chest.

I swear I heard him say, "Finally," but that didn't make any sense.What did it mean?

11

Rowan

Iwoke up slowly.It was warm under the blanket, and Hattie's ass was pressed against my dick.I shifted slightly away from her, not sure how she'd feel about being greeted that way.

She'd probably wake up with more than a few regrets.Last night, I had a feeling she was running from the things that she'd shared with me, but I wasn't a strong enough man to turn her down.I'd wanted her for years, and everything about last night felt organic.She'd confided in me and then took things to the next level.

I wasn't naive about how this morning would go.She might want to create more distance between us.At this point, I was prepared for anything.And nothing she told me last night made me want to run.The things she'd shared about her father and how she'd dealt with him only made me feel closer to her.

I wished I could have been there for her when she was going through it.I was positive my family would have been the support system she needed.But I couldn't change the past.I could only be here for her now.

I brushed her hair off her shoulder and kissed it.

I'd never get rid of the memory of her on her knees between my legs or the way she'd looked spread over my couch when I returned with the condom.She trusted me with her body, and that was a start.She probably thought she was running from something, but I suspected she was moving toward me.

She was all mixed up inside, not trusting her feelings or instincts.But I'd be there to guide her until things became clear.

The air was cool, and the fire had gone out at some point.I should have got up and built a new one, but I didn't want to move.I had a naked Hattie cuddled against me, warm and pliant.When she woke up, her brain would start turning, and she'd be thinking about all the ways this thing between us could go sideways.

My dick had a few other ideas about how I could spend the morning, buried deep inside her.But I wasn't sure if she'd be on board with that idea.

I hoped the generator at the brewery was working.Otherwise, we'd need to figure something out.

Hattie finally shifted in my arms, her hair tickling my jaw.Then she turned so that she was lying on her back in front of me.

She reached up to cup my jaw."Are you really here?"

"I am."My chest filled with tenderness for her.

She blinked."I thought it was a dream."

"The power went out last night, and we slept on the couch," I said, my voice still rough from sleep.

Her lips twitched."We did more than sleep."

"You have any regrets?"I turned my head to kiss her palm.I wouldn't be surprised if she did.

"It was a bad idea?"she said as if it was a question.

"But?"I asked, needing to know where she was at and what she was thinking.

"I kind of want to do it again," she said with more confidence.

Every muscle in my body tightened."Are you sure about that?"

She pursed her lips."I'm not sure about anything anymore."

She was being honest, and I appreciated it."That's okay."

"I know this was supposed to be fake?—"