me feel your juices on my fingers. I want you slick and sticky.”
I moaned and let the orgasm flow over me, through me. “Oh yes,” I breathed.
“I love the way you come,” he whispered against my ear. “I love your sexy little gasps and the way you bite your lower lip while your body shudders.”
“I like when you make me come,” I said with a small laugh. “I’d like to make you come now.”
“Oh, you’re going to do that. Trust me.”
“I need you so badly,” I breathed. “I want this with you all the time. I love you.”
He growled and stepped back. “You didn’t get on the bed.”
“I didn’t quite make it.”
I heard a grunt and turned around. He was hopping on one foot and trying to get his pants off. I watched as he pulled off his clothes in rapid succession until he was standing naked. His chest heaved up and down as he stared at me. I pushed my panties down and joined him in his nakedness. We stared at each other.
“I love you,” he said in a low voice. “I’ve never said that to anyone. I love you. I don’t know if I’m going to be any good at it, but I’m going to try. I promise I will dedicate myself to making you happy.”
“That’s all I need,” I told him. “I don’t want you to be perfect. I’ve seen what you can do when you put your mind to it.”
He nodded and stepped toward me. “I’m going to fuck you in my bed and then your bed and then my bed again. I don’t mind the office quickies, but I want it like this. I want to lay you down and climb over you. I want to look into your eyes when I’m sliding into you. When I make you come again, I want to watch you and no more protection between us. I’m clean.”
I could hardly breathe. I nodded. “Okay,” I whispered. “I want that too.”
“I want to wake up with you in my arms,” he said. “Not just once in a while. Always.”
“I want that too.”
“I want breakfast in bed and lazy Sundays,” he said as he ran his fingertip down my arm.
I smiled. “We will absolutely have all of that.”
“Good. I want—”
“Nash?”
“Hmm?” he asked as he absently stroked up and down my arm. His eyes were locked on my breasts. My nipples pebbled into hard buds under his intense stare.
“Take me now,” I breathed.
His head popped up as he looked at me. In a flash, he was lifting me up and dropping me on the bed. He climbed over me and pushed inside me with one long stroke. I let out a long moan and raised my hips as my hands roamed over his back. I scraped my nails down his flesh. I heard him suck in a breath before letting out a long groan.
“Look at me,” I said.
His eyes locked on mine. He made love slow and easy. It was all about the sensuality. There wasn’t a race to the finish line. It was more of a sharing of souls. Our bodies joined while our hearts synced up. We were joined together as one.
“I love you,” he said while staring into my eyes.
I felt a flood of ecstasy fueled by the love I saw in his eyes. “I love you,” I said. A tear slipped down the side of my face. He bent forward and kissed it away. It was beautiful. It was the most romantic moment I had ever experienced.
“I’m not going anywhere,” he said. “I’m here to stay.”
I smiled and moved my hand to push back the hair hanging around his face. “Me too. Don’t run from me. I will chase you. I will be the crazy lady chasing down her man.”
“I am your man. If I try to run, chase me. Don’t let me escape. I might get cold feet, but you can pull me back.”
I nodded. “Okay.”
He moved again. The moment intensified, and soon, we were tumbling into oblivion together. He held me close, kissing away the tears that wouldn’t stop.
“Are you okay?” he asked.
“I am. I don’t know why I’m crying.”
“You’re sure?”
“Tears of joy. I’m overwhelmed with happiness right now. In all my wildest dreams, I never thought this moment would ever happen. I never thought you would be in my life. It’s a lot to take in.”
“I’m sorry you had to go through all of that alone,” he said.