“I’m sorry,” I tell her. “For not trusting you. For letting my fear speak louder than you did.” I take a step closer. “Do you believe me when I say I love you? That I’d be honored to be your boyfriend if you’ll still have me?”
Her smile is immediate and devastating.
“Yes,” she says. “That’s exactly what I want.”
I let out a breath I didn’t realize I’d been holding.
“I made a reservation by the way,” I say, scratching my neck with an awkward smile. “Fany restaurant. Pricey meals and all of that.”
“That sounds perfect, but it better be for two,” she says, her eyes beaming with a mixture of mischief and humor. “First, I have something for you. A Valentine’s special.”
She takes my hand and leads me toward the bed and pushes me gently against the wall next to it, then she steps back and starts to take off her clothes slowly, her eyes never leaving mine.
I watched her with rapt attention, the air leaving my lungs with each part of her she exposes until she’s standing naked in front of me.
God, she’s perfect.
“I need to see you,” she murmurs, then leans in to kiss me without waiting for an answer.
She tugs the hem of my shirt. I lift it over my head, letting it pool on the floor with her discarded clothes. Then she moves to my pants, slowly undoing the zipper. She pulls the pants down, taking my underpants with it.
I step out of them, completely naked in front of her.
My body tenses, more from habit than the feeling of self-consciousness. Georgia closes the gap between us, stands on her tiptoes to kiss me firmly on the lips. At that moment, I forget my train of thought and lose myself in the pleasure of her.
Unfortunately, the kiss ends too abruptly. She pulls away and drags her lips down the scar on my jaw. She moves to another one. And another. Her lips linger soothingly over each scar.
It’s at that moment that I feel truly laid bare and finally healed.
I never felt so wanted. So valued.
I cup her face tenderly in my palms and claim her mouth with a deep, possessive kiss. She melts into me, a soft moan escaping her throat.
I pick her up, and she loops her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist. I toss her on the bed and climb on behind her. Then I roll her onto her stomach and thread my fingers through her beautiful golden hair, turning her head so I can capture her mouth with mine. My cock is pressing between her hips, nudging her pussy lips from behind as my arm clamps over her waist. I plunge my tongue into her mouth, my teeth nipping and tugging.
“Zane, please,” she moans. “I need you now.”
She crawls onto all fours, pushing out her perfectly round ass to me. I hum in pleasure, spreading her ass cheeks as I slide into her. Georgia moans low and deep, her body falling forward slightly. My hands steady on her hips, I pull her onto my lap. She gasps softly. With our knees bent and bodies joined, I force her hips up and down. She starts to ride me, and I meet her thrust for thrust. Breath for breath.
“Fuck, little mouse, you’re so perfect. Love the way you feel so tight around me.”
“Zane! More. Give me…more!”
I kiss that sensitive spot behind her ear, raking my teeth over it in a way I know drives her crazy. Her body shudders in response. I keep thrusting deep and hard, murmuring sweet nothings in her ear.
“Oh my God, Zane,” she moans breathlessly. “Please…”
I don’t ask what she needs. Instead, I reach down and slide my fingers between her folds once more. The moment I make contact with her clit, her body jerks violently in response. I swirl my tongue around the side of her neck, matching the strokes of my fingers.
“Zaaaaaanneeee!” Her muscles draw taunt as her orgasm crashes through her.
But I don’t stop. I keep moving against her. Inside her. There’s something incredibly erotic about this position. It gives me complete control. All she has to do is let me manipulate herbody, and in return, I get to give her pleasure like she’s never known.
“Come with me,” she says between broken breaths. “Fill me up, Zane. Give me everything.”
I thought I was in control—turns out all she had to do was give an order.
I press her front onto the mattress, slide out of her and flip her over, then thrust right back into her body. Face to face, I slam into her.
