One tear slid down her rosy cheek. “Yes, I do.”
He cupped her cheek. “Just before I took the shot tonight, I realized that I’d give up everything in my life if only I could keep you safe.”
“I’m okay.” She kissed his thumb as it brushed across her lips.
“Yes, I know that you are.” He couldn’t let her go. He didn’t want to ever again. “But tonight changed everything, hasn’t it?”
“Changed things how?”
He gazed into the prettiest blue eyes he’d ever seen, which held a soul even more beautiful. “You need to tell me you’re past your ex. You have to tell me that you’re in this completely.”
Her lips parted. But instead of giving him the answer he hoped for, she asked, “You know what I thought about tonight?”
“What?”
“When I became the most scared, I thought about one thing.” She stared at him, no hesitation showing on her face. “I wanted your arms around me, no one else’s. And you know what?”
“Tell me.”
“It made me realize that I want you. I want us to be together.” Another tear trickled down her cheek. “I’m in this completely.”
His smile came instantly. “I’m so damn happy to hear you say that.” Determined to take what now belonged to him, he lowered his hands and nudged her towel open, letting it fall to the ground. Her erect nipples caught his attention, and he played his fingers over one, enjoying the way the bud puckered further.
She arched her back, inviting him to play with her. Her hands came up to his nape, running over his head. Her touch brought heat. It also brought a yearning to consume her. Sex was sex. This, between them, was something different. Something better.
Something special.
Bracing her back with his hands, he took her nipple in between his lips, sucking it. Her soft moans encouraged him. Yet tonight he needed more from her. He craved more than a fuck that would leave them screaming in pleasure. Determined to get all he wanted from her, he kept his arms tight around her and rose, placing her in the middle of his bed.
Sure, he could lick her swollen cunt, stealing the orgasms right out of her body. Of course he could place her on her knees and pound against her until they both released the tension from the night. But that wasn’t what he wanted from Chloe. He wanted her soul.
With her heated eyes watching him, he sealed his mouth over hers, giving her a kiss that spoke of his intention. Slowly, sensually, he used his lips to adore her. He drew in the scents swirling around him, a mix of her arousal and the hints of vanilla. She spread her legs wider while he settled between her thighs.
Captivated by her soft moans, he began rubbing his dick over her hard clit, shifting back and forth until her breath grew raspy. He never stopped kissing her; his hips ground her into the mattress as her hard nipples pressed against his chest.
Only when she began squirming beneath him did he release her mouth and slide his lips down to the warm flesh of her neck. His cock throbbed with the need to be buried inside her; he wanted to mark her tonight, to make her remember this moment forever. These minutes together weren’t about orgasms or making sex intense. They were about a journey two people took to become closer. They were about feeling each other in a way no one else could feel them. About going to a place they hadn’t gone before.
He sucked her earlobe into his mouth. “Are you on the pill?”
“IUD.” She gasped, arching her hips up and rubbing her hot sex against his cock.
He groaned as her slick heat begged him to take her. He shifted his hips, placing the tip of his bare cock against her soaked pussy. Moving back and forth, he pushed the tip inside her folds and then withdrew. Her hips rose in offering, pulling his swollen cock head inside her, but he paused and asked, “I want to feel you bare, Chloe. Is that all right?”
“Yes.” She leaned up to kiss his neck, swirling her tongue over his pulse point. Her hips rose higher, begging him to take her. “I need you. Please.”
His eyes shut as he thrust forward, feeling the warmth only she could offer him. So tight. So wet. So mine.
Perfection had nothing on this.
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Chloe arched off the bed as far as she could with Sawyer’s heavy weight covering her. Bare skin against bare skin made her reach for more pleasure. Every shift of his hips sent her skyrocketing. Each kiss brought a sensation so beautiful she never wanted to return from its high.
Before, Sawyer had fucked her. Now he brought their souls together, and Chloe nearly wept at the beauty of it. His mouth never left hers, not once. Somehow that simple move spoke to Chloe’s heart. Tonight he didn’t devour her. He took her to a place where passion wasn’t about hard fucking. He brought them to an emotional level she’d never reached before.
God, how protected and adored she felt.
Tingling from the tips of her fingers to her toes, she trailed her hands over hot damp flesh, exploring all his flexing muscles. He wanted her. Lusted for her. And that made her feel special. Desired.