Our breathing mirroring one another’s.
Our heart rates escalating higher and higher, beating beside each other.
So intense.
So consuming.
So mind-blowing.
In that second, in that minute, in that hour…
She. Loved. Me.
And I loved her too.
She touched the pulse on my neck, trailed down to my heart, and past my taut abs as she reached for my belt. The warmth and velvetiness of her skin made my cock twitch, a feeling only she ignited within me.
She gasped when I unexpectedly gripped her hand, stopping her. “Are you sure?”
Before I could assure her, tell her what I felt so deeply in my heart, tell her how much she meant to me, how much she’d always meant to me…
I spoke the truth, “I can’t stay away from you, Belle. I love you. I’m in love with you.”
With wide eyes, she whispered, “I love you too.”
I let go of her hand and she unclasped my belt, unbuttoned my jeans, and then lowered the zipper. Before she could touch me where I really wanted her to, where I had been craving since the second I saw her, I moved her hand away.
“This isn’t about me. It’s about you. Let me take care of you.”
Her gaze set me on fire, and my heart kicked into overdrive. I loved the way she looked at me. No one had ever looked at me the way she did. Everyone usually expected something out of me. I could never get away from it. It was always there, looming over me.
She made me feel an emotion I hadn’t felt since my parents died. She had my heart in her hands to do with as she pleased. I knew right then and there I’d never be able to go without her.
Licking my lips, I leaned in to kiss her. The second my tongue touched hers, the world faded away, and it was just us. My body fell forward, pushing her further into the mattress. Her legs spread wider, and I readily laid in between them, placing all my weight on my arms that were now cradling her face. The room was dim, but I could feel her everywhere and all at once.
“You’re so fucking beautiful, kitten. So damn beautiful,” I groaned as I placed soft kisses down her cleavage.
She lightly moaned in response, and it earned her a forceful yet tender caress of my hand against her core. I manipulated her bundle of nerves and within minutes her legs started to shake, and she couldn’t keep her eyes open. I wanted to memorize her body, spending hours upon hours exploring it until I memorized every last curve.
I kissed her again, giving her exactly what she craved as I placed the tip of my dick at her opening.
“I don’t have a condom, and I’ve never gone bare back before.”
“It’s fine. I trust you. I’m on the pill.”
I arched an eyebrow.
“Oh! It’s not for that. My cycle is all messed up, and my doctor suggested it to help stabilize, you know…”
It was all I needed to hear.
Not breaking our kiss and eye contact, she moved her hips, beckoning me to keep going. I still hadn’t moved my fingers from playing with her pussy, wanting her as ready as possible before I thrust deep inside of her. My fingers played her over-stimulated nub, and seconds later, I slowly eased my way inside of her. The sensation of my fingers was replaced with the force of my penetration.
I was done for.
There would be no coming back from her.
She. Was. Mine.