Free The Summer I Fell (The Six Series) by Sonya Loveday Page B

about reaching him. Ace lifted himself up slightly and placed light kisses to my lips as his hand blindly sought out the phone. When he found it, he turned it off. I smiled against his lips when he tossed it on the floor. “What if it was important?” I asked when he moved his lips along my jaw and buried his face in my neck.
    Ace leaned on his elbow and brought his hand up to my face, brushing my hair away from my cheek. “Right now, nothing is more important than me loving you.”
    His soft words broke something inside of me—an emotion I’d shoved so far back inside of myself that it rushed out, and tears spilled from the corners of my eyes. Ace leaned in and kissed me. It was tender. A kiss between lovers that went beyond soul deep. I wrapped my hand around his neck and pressed myself against him, telling him with my body how much I needed him.
    His tenderness broke, and it was the most intense thing I’d ever felt. The most wild and reckless I’d ever been in my entire life, and I didn’t want to be any other way with him.
    Ace rocked his body against mine, calling my name out on a growl that rumbled through me. It was the most erotic sound I’d ever heard, and it sent me over the edge with him.
    His head leaned against mine, as our bodies stilled. He placed a kiss to my forehead and slid over to lie beside me, placing a kiss over my racing heart before laying his head on my chest. His hand splayed against my stomach, as his labored breaths evened out. Running my fingers through his short, brown hair, warmth spread through me. I felt loved—complete—because of Ace.
    “Riley?” Ace’s fingers rubbed small circles against my skin.
    “Yeah, Ace?”
    “Jake,” he whispered. “After being so deep inside you, I want you to call me Jake. If only for right now.”
    I ran my hand through his hair and along his back. He leaned back, propping himself up on one arm and bringing his finger up to trace my bottom lip. “Why did we wait so long, Riley?” His eyes slid closed as he leaned in and kissed me.
    I didn’t want to think about the fact that he’d leave in two weeks’ time. I had to love him in the moment… and worry about everything else later. I’d waited too long for him to see me, love me—the way I loved him. Had always loved him.
    “I was just waiting for you,” I said, smiling up at him.
    He shifted to sit up at the edge of the bed, picked his shirt up off the floor, and handed it to me. Pulling it over my head, I moved my legs slowly to sit on the edge of the bed. He reached out, snagged his jeans up off the floor, stood up, and disappeared into the bathroom. “Be right back,” he called out behind him.
    I ached pretty much all over, cringing when I rolled my shoulders to stretch. The bathroom door opened, so I smoothed the wince from my face and smiled at Ace when he walked back into my bedroom.
    Walking over, he put his hand out. I slipped my hand in his, and he helped me stand. He let go first and ran his fingers up my arm, over my shoulder. His hand stilled at my neck and he stepped forward, wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me flush against him. Kissing me, he then rested his chin on top of my head. I shifted to lay my head on his shoulder. Tracing an invisible line down his chest, I stopped at the waist of his jeans. His hand found mine and he pulled my fingers up, placing a kiss to the palm of my hand.
    “I have no idea what comes next for us, Riley. But I do know one thing. You’re it for me. Only you, no matter where I go. I know it’s not fair to ask you to wait for me, and I can’t say I wouldn’t be pissed if you got tired of waiting and moved on, but can we try to make this work?”
    “I’ve waited for you this long. What’s a little more time?” I leaned back to look at him and watched the worry slip from his face. “I’m not going anywhere, Jake, unless it’s with you.”
    He leaned back and cupped my face. “I don’t know what I did to deserve you,