“Oh my god,that’s a Razzle Dazzle line.”
I blink. “Oh, shit, it is. But I—Fuck. Shit. Crap. Emma, I mean it. I do. I—”
Her shoulders are shaking with laughter.
“Em—”
“I know,” she gasps between peals. “I know. You’re so—you can’t—not your fault—I mean, itis, since you took the roles, but—”
I prop my head up on my fist and watch her.
Completely naked.
Laughing with her entire body.
“Don’t be—don’t be mad.” She’s still giggling as she loops a hand around my neck and pulls me down, kissing me softly. “Don’t be mad. I think it’s adorable. I know you didn’t do it on purpose.”
“I—”
“I love you too,” she whispers.
Her eyes are dancing. Her mouth—I know I’ve seen her smile this wide before, but it feels brand new. And she’s stroking my hair while she says it again. “I love you too. I didn’twantto. But I can’t help myself. I don’t know anyone who could know you—thisyou, the you when all of the cameras are off—andnotlove you.”
“You love entirely too easily.”
She shakes her head. “Not anymore. But you? You’re worth it. No matter how scary this is, you’re worth it.”
I don’t know if I kiss her or if she kisses me.
All I know is that this is where I belong.
Here, in her bed. With her arms and legs wrapped around me, kissing me like I’m the only thing in the world that matters.
Like she never wants to let go.
I don’t want to let go.
Ever.
I do—just long enough for her to grab a condom from her nightstand—but no more after that.
Never. Ever. Ever. Letting. Her. Go.
And even with the condom covering me, the moment I finally slide into her body, into her slick, hot center, surrounded byEmma, I’m home.
I am truly, completely, no-question where I belong.
Thrusting into her.
Kissing her.
Stroking her skin.
Teasing her breasts.
Loving her until she’s coming again, squeezing my aching cock so hard that even if I wanted to keep trying to play Superman and hold out, I couldn’t.
And when my own orgasm overtakes me while I’m buried deep inside her, my eyes get hot and my heart swells so thick, I feel like it might choke me.
