I threaded my fingers through hers, pinning her hands gently above her head, and maintained eye contact as I continued moving.
The intimacy of this position—of seeing everything in her face, knowing she was seeing everything in mine—made this feel like more than just sex.
This felt like something else entirely. Something bigger.
“You feel so good,” I said, the words coming out rough and honest. “So perfect. I love this. I love being inside you. I love watching you fall apart.”
“I love you making me fall apart.”
I shifted my weight to one arm and slid my hand between us, finding her clit. The moment my thumb made contact, she gasped, her back arching.
“There. Right there.”
I circled it with steady pressure, matching the rhythm of my thrusts. The dual stimulation had her trembling beneath me, her nails digging into my shoulders.
“I’m going to—” She couldn’t finish the sentence, her whole body tensing. “Luke, I'm coming. Oh god.”
Her inner walls clamped down on me, her whole body shaking with the force of her orgasm. She cried out my name, and the raw, desperate,satisfiedsound made something primal surge in my chest.
Mine, some part of my brain insisted.
I kissed her, pouring everything I was feeling into it. The pace of my thrusts increased despite my best efforts to make this last. I was getting close—that familiar tightening at the base of my spine, the way my balls drew up tight.
“Holly.” Her name came out as almost a groan. “I’m close. Can I—where do you want me to?—”
“Inside.” She squeezed my hands, her eyes locked on mine. “Come inside me. I want to feel it.”
The permission was all I needed. I thrust harder, faster, chasing my release while trying to make sure she was still with me, still good.
“Can you give me one more, sweetheart?”
“I can’t. I already?—”
“You can. I know you can.” I adjusted my angle slightly, hitting that spot inside her that had made her see stars earlier. “Come on, Holly. Let go for me.”
She came with a sharp cry that pushed me over the edge. My orgasm hit like a freight train—pleasure radiating out from my cock through my entire body as I emptied inside her in hot pulses, my hips jerking.
It went on forever. Or maybe it just felt like forever because it was the single best experience of my entire life.
When I finally stopped shaking, I carefully lowered myself onto my forearms so I wouldn’t crush her. We were both breathing hard, covered in sweat despite the winter cold outside.
“That was …” She trailed off, seemingly at a loss for words.
“Yeah.”
“Your ex lied to you.”
I laughed, the sound surprising me. “Maybe she did.”
“There’s no maybe about it.” She tilted her head back to look at me properly. “That was incredible.Youwere incredible.”
I kissed her softly, feeling something settle in my chest. Something warm and right and permanent.
This was love. It had to be.
I’d told myself back in the car on the way to her house that I didn’t believe in love at first sight, but if this feeling wasn’t love, I didn’t know what was.
I started to ease out of her, but Holly made a soft sound of protest.
