Screwed Into Forever [Forbidden Collection]
The city lights glittered below like they always had, but nothing felt the same.
Tristan pulled her back against his chest, arms wrapped around her waist. “I love you,” he said against her hair. “So much.”
Sophia turned in his arms and kissed him slow, deep, tasting the end of every lie they’d ever told. She walked him backward into the bedroom without breaking the kiss, shedding clothes as they went. When the backs of his knees hit the bed he sat, and she straddled him, sinking down onto him in one smooth motion. No rush. No power. Just the wet, familiar slide of him filling her completely while they looked at each other in the low light.