And his secret only lends itself to my growing passion.
He brings his mouth so close to me, his lips graze my ear. “It might make you want to kill me.”
I whine.
He pulls out, twists me roughly to face him, pressing my back against the wall. He plunges back into me.
How can he make bad feel so good? How can he make me long for him more than I would a normal world?
I wrap my legs around him as he hoists me up, his thumb riding my clit.
“Tell me…”I choke out, sobbing with need.
“I love you,” he whispers, so soft and sweet.
Waves of euphoric bliss explode from my core as he drills into me. My fingers dig into his shoulder, drawing blood. I bite his jaw, trying like hell to control the maelstrom swirling through my body.
His cock swells, releasing with a spasm of powerful bursts that escalates my fervor. Nothing has ever felt this good before. This is real. It’s primal and raw.
It’s us. What we are together.
Tears sting my eyes. Of all the things he could have said to me, could have revealed, I don’t know what to make of that. What to make of his love.
His body stills, and he leans down to kiss me as the spray of the shower head streams down our bodies.
It’s long, deep, and sensual. The perfect start to something new. And when he pulls away, he looks like a man born anew.
“I’m so sorry…for everything I’ve done to you.”
I put a finger to his lips. “Never say sorry. If it wasn’t for what we went through, we wouldn’t be here.”
“I’m not going to make you have my baby.”
“But I want to. Maybe not right away, but one day.”
His brow draws together. “Really?”
I smirk. “Did you think you were the only fool in love?”
He nuzzles my neck, breathing me in through the steam.
“But there is one thing I must demand of you.”
“What? Anything.”
“You have to sleep with me from now on.”
His face brightens. “Deal.”