as I wrap mine around his neck. Our lips remain connected until he lays me on his twin-size bed, and even then, it takes a few moments. We’re completely enraptured with one another. I sense every emotion Parker has for me through the slightest touch on my bare skin.
He kicks off his shoes, followed by his pants, revealing the black-and-blue striped boxer-briefs underneath. He brings his mouth to rest on my stomach, placing small kisses around my belly button. His strong hands brace my hips as I begin to squirm from the crazy sensation. When I reach down to unbutton my hot pants, he stops me. He takes my hands and gently places them by my sides before flashing me a smile. His fingers graze my bare stomach, leading down to the top band of my hot pants. He teases my panty line before unbuttoning and unzipping the hot pants. Sliding them off with a little assistance from me, he tosses them to the ground to join the rest of our clothes.
He brings his head up and places a kiss on my lips before heading over to his dresser. Throwing open the top drawer, he draws out a condom. He shuts off the light, plunging the majority of the room into darkness. The only source of light now is the one coming through the blinds just behind the bed.
He places the condom on the nightstand next to the bed and climbs up, straddling me in the process. His muscular legs feel so nice next to mine. The blinds create a pattern of light across Parker’s chest, leaving his face silhouetted.
“Are you sure you want to do this? Because I’m cool with just some on-top-of-the-clothes stuff. Well, at least what we still have on,” he says with a subtle laugh.
I lean over and grab the condom from the stand. “I want to,” I reply, putting it in his hand.
He brings his face into the light and I smile when I see that gorgeous grin of his. “Will you do the honors?” he asks in a smooth, sexy voice while putting the condom wrapper in front of my mouth.
I rip open the package with my teeth and hand it back to him. After he crumples the wrapper in his fist and throws it off to the side, he presses himself against my bare skin. I look up at him and am filled with happiness at the look in his eyes. They aren’t lustful eyes. They’re caring eyes.
As he braces his arm around me to get in a better position, I close my eyes and moan in anticipation of the first push. I wish he could feel what he’s doing to me right now. The love I feel for this man—
Wait! Did I just say love?
“I want you to look at me, Dani.” He speaks softly, hovering right above my face, penetrating my thoughts. I open my eyes and he smiles. “I’m not going to hurt you, okay? We’ll take it slow.”
“Okay,” I reply.
His lips press against mine in a passionate embrace as he eases inside me. I clutch his back and leave the comfort of his lips to rest my head in the space between his head and shoulder, preparing for the next thrust. I feel him pull back a little and place his hand on my chin so I face him.
“I want you to look at me,” he whispers with gentle eyes just before he slides in again. His voice is so calming, and I just get lost, cast adrift amongst his words to the point that the slight pain felt is now replaced with pure, unadulterated bliss.
I begin to move with him, feeling every inch of his muscles tensing along with mine. My eyes never leave his, even when he dips down to kiss me once more.
“Dani?” he whispers breathlessly into my ear.
It takes me a moment to reply because I’m so distracted by taking all of him in. “Yeah,” I answer moments later, just as out of breath.
He starts to say something, but it’s stifled since my attention is focused on his hips moving forward against mine again. Then I slowly process what he was about to say before he cut himself off. He almost said the “L” word.
I can’t lie and say I haven’t thought about telling him this too, but it’s quite a different thing to say it out loud. When you say it, that’s when it becomes real and not just some crazy thought in your