Love, Utley - Page 170
I shake my head against hers. “No more apologizing. Just from now on, you share your problems with me.” I feel her nod, but it’s not enough. “Promise?”
“Promise.”
Taking a deep breath, I stand and look up to where Ruth and Chelsea are standing on the front porch watching us. “I’m taking Hannah home with me now. I’d like you both to join us for dinner.”
Ruth nods, wiping at her cheeks.
ONE HUNDRED SEVENTEEN
HANNAH
It’s like the first time I came here.
Maddox holding my hand as he leads me through his house.
It’s nothing like the first time I came here.
It’s different.
My body feels lighter.
Maddox guides me into his room.
The room feels brighter.
The energy more vibrant.
Maddox watches me. He watches every single bit of me as he pulls my shirt over my head.
He watches me as he removes his own clothing.
It’s nothing like the first time.
Maddox removes my last item of clothing, his boxers following to the floor.
He cradles me in his arms and sets me down in the center of the bed.
His mouth finds mine.
His hands trace the curves of my body.
His fingers stroke through my center, and he groans into my mouth.
It’s nothing like the first time.
He tells me he loves me.
He hitches my knee up over his arm.
He asks me if I’m ready.
And it’s nothing like the first time.
It’s so much more.
When he fills me.
When his body crushes mine to the mattress.
