She nodded. “Okay. I’ll try not to worry you again.”
“Thank you.” I cupped her face between my palms, locking her eyes so she couldn’t look away. “I need you, Sharolyn. To love me. To be mine. To let me love you. You’re all I’ve ever wanted in a woman and so much more.”
She nodded, unable to speak. Her bottom lip was quivering.
I smiled gently. “I love you.” My thumb glided along her lip, and she flashed that saucy grin.
“I love you, too,” she whispered.
I kissed her gently, then whispered. “I love your quiet voice.”
“I love that you make me feel safe enough to use it,” she murmured.
“Right now, baby, I need to make you feel like mine. May I do that?”
She nodded eagerly, her quick fingers already unbuttoning my shirt. I helped rip my clothes off, and hers, until we were perfectly naked, skin to skin.
Kissing her softly, deeply, my fingers slipped between her legs as she opened for me. She was already getting wet, my thick finger gliding in easily. Her soft sigh, her hands clutching my shoulders – my girl obviously wanted me as much as I wanted her.
As my thumb brushed against her most sensitive spot, her eyes flew wide, so I added a second finger inside her. Finally having Sharolyn in my own bed, in the room that would soon be ours, stirred my desire until my blood was boiling.
Dropping my lips to her breasts, I sucked at her rosy nipples until they deepened, hardened. Her gasping moan told me that she was close, then she began to tighten around my fingers. I kissed her as her entire body twitched in orgasm, muffling her tiny cries.
The second she stilled, I was already slipping into her wetness. I don’t think I’d ever been this hard in my life. Looking down at her full breasts, the curve of her hips, her smooth thighs, I watched myself enter her slowly, making a memory I’d picture forever.
Taking her hands, I laced her fingers through mine, pinning them above her head. Just
for a moment, I needed to feel her captured under me. My primitive side took over completely as I filled her, my hips pressing deep.
“Nolan,” she moaned, and my name on her lips was the sweetest sound I’d ever heard.
I loved her so hard it was nearly fury, my mouth crashing into hers too roughly as she moaned again. Finally I released her hands, loving the way she instantly gripped my hair, leaving tingling trails everywhere she touched me.
I could feel her sexy body squirming under me as she pulled me deeper. She needed me, and I’d spend the rest of my life giving her absolutely everything I possibly could. Including making her squeal my name as often as possible.
Rocking into her faster, I could feel her insides tightening around me. Nuzzling into her ear, I whispered, “Is my sexy baby going to come for me?”
She nodded, gasping, her bright blue eyes so wide. “Nolan, yes,” she moaned. “I’m yours. Forever.”
Hearing that made me lose my mind. I couldn’t stop, thrusting deep and quick until she cried out. Her head fell back as her breathless screams filled the room, her curvy, soft body clenching everywhere as she came.
“You’re so gorgeous, baby,” I murmured, kissing her lightly. Her satisfied smile completely did me in. My hips and thighs clenched, thrusting so deep into her softness that she squealed again as I emptied myself inside her, filling her completely.
“Love you,” she breathed. “Mmm... Nolan, I love you.”
“I love you, baby,” I murmured into her lips. “You’re mine. I’m yours. Always.”
EPILOGUE #1
* Sharolyn *
*** Three Months Later ***
I adored how lovely it was to be relaxed around Nolan now. We were constantly talking or texting, and I stayed at his incredible house several times a week. After making Nolan dinner at my apartment for a change, I was surprised when he jumped up to clear the plates.
“I can get that,” I laughed.
“But I want you to stay right there.” He winked, and I wondered if he had brought dessert. He was always surprising me with little gifts, from a single flower to fancy teas.