“You know I love deadlines,” I replied with a chuckle, lifting her to me and pounding into her.
I reached between us, circling my fingers over her clit, and grinned when she cried out, her core clamping down around my cock. I followed her over the edge, my release thundering through me.
I would take her anyway I could have her. I knew tonight I would have the luxury of a long, slow exploration of every inch of her, but for now, this was enough. I let my head fall into the curve against her neck and breathed in her scent. Damn. I loved this woman. She was my touchstone, the woman I could always come back to and who was always there. My heart gave that hard thump, the one that I'd gotten accustomed to finally.
“I love you,” I murmured into her neck.
I felt her hand slide through my hair, and a kiss on the side of my neck.
“Ditto.”
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