It caught him off guard because Ridge had pretty much said the same thing to him.
“Of course, Bishop. I’ll love you even when I’m no longer here. You were made for me.”
Her heart skipped.
When she looked over her shoulder, their eyes met.
“Promise?”
Again, he made the similar vow to the woman he loved, just like he’d done for Ridge.
“I’ll always be here for you, Bishop. I promise.”
That’s when she said it.
“I love you. Forever.”
With a slide into her body, Lucian took her from behind and drove them both back into the madness. A part of him was caught off guard by both of the people he loved being in the same moment with him and saying the same thing.
But he let it go.
Instead, he focused on his erection slipping between her cheeks, and into her body. Lucian filled her, and the whole time, he held onto the moment.
Like it would be his last.
As that heat grew, and that need rocked him, he moved them toward the edge.
And shoved them off.
In the colorful explosion of ecstasy, they both fell through the pleasure into the warm radiance of that orgasm.
And it was beyond nice.
It was spectacular.
When they stopped falling, they floated together, pressed along each other’s bodies.
“Mmmm,” Bishop said, as Lucian was semi-spooning her, with his big hand on her ass cheek. “I like a nooner.”
It made him laugh.
“Oh, and I like giving my wife a nooner, and a one-er. A two-er, and a five-er. Believe that.”
Yeah, she did.
This had been the first time having sex after finding out that Lucian and Ridge had consummated their relationship here, and honestly, she thought it would change them.
“You’re thinking. About?” he asked. “I know my wife. Normally, after sex, you’re crass and sexually harass me. You’re too quiet. That doesn’t bode well for me.”
She was honest.
Why?
Because if this taught her anything, it was to just go to her husband if she had an issue.
Unlike Wynter.
“I thought finding out about Ridge on this plane would change how we had sex. I thought that maybe, you’d want me less.”