Beautiful Dreamer by Lacey Thorn Read Free Book Online

as frantic as the first. With the slight easing of sexual tension, they touched and explored, reminding each other how good they were together. When they came, it was as one, hands clasped palm-to-palm beside Chase’s head while Phillip thrust deep and held himself there.
    He dropped a soft kiss to her lips and fell to the side. She glanced over and soaked him in. His black hair was disheveled; his skin was sweat-sheened, emphasizing the play of muscles as he gulped in air beside her. No one took her breath away as he did. No one made her feel so cherished and loved. She couldn’t understand how she’d managed to break up with him in the first place. He was her Prince Charming, her knight in shining armor, and he always would be. His decision to give her time and space showed that. He’d put her needs first. It was who he was.
    They were both content, but far from sated when he reached for her a third time and rolled her against his chest.
    “I always admired your stamina,” she murmured huskily, snaking down a hand to slide her palm along his growing erection.
    He chuckled. “I can’t get enough of you. Tell me you’ll stay this time, talk to me and try to work out any problems that arise. Don’t walk away from me again.”
    “I won’t,” she vowed. “You can’t keep things from me, though. You should have told me about the breakup. I may not remember the details, but I’m willing to bet the weekend away was Jocelyn’s attempt at setting me straight. She knew how much I love you. She wouldn’t have let me walk away from the best thing that ever happened to me. She was very fond of telling me you were my chance at a happy ever after.”
    “I always liked Jocelyn,” he admitted and held Chase tighter when she began to cry again. He didn’t say anything, just stroked his hand up and down her spine, soothing her.
    “I’m here with you, making love and feeling so alive,” she whispered through her tears. “She’s gone. Jocelyn’s gone. I miss her so much. It’s like a part of me is gone. I feel so guilty.”
    “Honey, you know she wouldn’t want you to feel guilty,” Phillip reminded her.
    “I know. She’d tell me to keep smiling and embrace every moment of happiness I find. I loved her so much.” Chase sobbed harder as he held her tight. Memories tumbled through her mind. From the first time she and Jocelyn had met in grade school to high school graduation to rooming together at college. Jocelyn had always been a part of her life.
    “I don’t know how to let her go,” Chase cried. “I don’t think I can.”
    She bawled until there was nothing left, and he held her the whole time. Finally, she lifted her head and looked down at him.
    “I need to go see her grave,” she stated.
    “I know,” he said with a nod. “Give yourself a few days. Then I’ll take you there.”
    “I can’t put it off,” she said. “I…I think I need to see it to make it click in my head she’s really gone. Does that make any sense?”
    “It does. You missed the funeral where everyone else had a chance to say goodbye. I can’t imagine everything you’re feeling. It’s been one thing after another since you woke up. I know you want to do this, but I really think you should give yourself a little time to adjust.”
    She wiggled against him, trying to get comfortable, and heard him catch his breath.
    “Phillip?” she asked.
    “Just a few days,” he continued. “You just got out of the hospital.”
    “I can’t put off the hard things and only do the ones I want,” she admonished.
    “Give yourself a few days,” he urged again. “You need to rest and relax. Ease yourself back into things.”
    “Nothing too strenuous or taxing, huh?” She shifted her position again and watched him catch his breath as she brushed his hard-on.
    “Exactly.”
    She leaned up, bracing her elbow on his chest, and smiled softly down at him. “That didn’t stop you from ravaging me earlier. Twice.”
    He twisted until she