Page 173 of Oracle Returns: Time will Stop

As she writhed against him, Beckett couldn’t get enough of Claire, and he knew that would always be the case. They were a match made in Heaven, and he was so glad to be on this journey with her.

Ridge losing Wynter made him want to wax poetic about his own love.

How could it not?

“I love you, Claire. Forever. I promise that I always will,” he vowed.

Her heart skipped in her chest at his words.

He sounded so light, happy, and in a good place now that he was free from his psychic burden.

She loved that for him.

“And I’ll love you for just as long,” she vowed. “I promise, Beck. I swear to the moon and back.”

That made him want to smile.

Man.

He was damn lucky.

This could have ended badly, and he knew it.

As he went lower, Claire opened for him, and he spread her legs wider with his shoulders, so that he could get comfy.

Someone was about to have some fun.

Wicked.

Fun.

Between her legs, all he wanted was to hear his wife shout his name as he made her cum. The race was on, and he was going against the clock, and Autumn being awake.

“I need you,” he said, right before he dove in.

Her hands grabbed for his hair as he found her clit and began devouring her.

Immediately, she bucked.

“Oh, God!” Claire shouted.

Yet, that wasn’t enough.

He wanted more.

As her body shook, Beckett was urged on, and he was focused on one thing, and one thing only.

Cumming.

What he wanted was for Claire to be wrapped in that delicious sensation as she took a tumble for him.

As she got wetter, it drove him wild. Her response to him always did that.

She loved him, and he’d never forget that his heart was safe in her hands, even if his gift was gone.

“Please,” she begged, as her thighs shook with need, as Beckett toyed with her clit.

He was ravenous, and he had to have her. That was the bottom line.