“I’m nervous.”
He sweeps my hair over my shoulder and lightly brushes his fingers against my neck, eliciting a rake of fiery shivers all over my body. “I’m nervous too, but I’m going to take care of you.” He plants a slew of drugging kisses on my neck while grinding his hard-on against my ass. “I’m going to erase every man who’s come before, and the only name ever leaving these lips in the throes of ecstasy will be mine.” One hand cups my pussy, and his eyes flare with heat as I watch him through the mirror. “This is mine.” His fingers crawl under my shirt and up to my boobs, cupping one heavy breast. “These are mine.” His lips curve in a smile. “It seems my dick isn’t the only body part that got bigger.”
“Thank fuck. My tits were practically nonexistent when I was fifteen,” I say over a moan as he tweaks my nipple.
“You’ve always been perfect to me, Syd.” His hand moves to the center of my chest, in between my breasts, and he holds his palm there. “This has gotten bigger too.” Our eyes meet in the mirror, and emotion is evident in his gaze. “You’ve always had a huge heart, Syd, but it’s grown even bigger. The way you love me blows my mind. Your inner strength and your survival instinct is strong. I know you don’t believe that, but the things you went through shaped you into the woman you are today. I’m in awe of that woman, and I plan to spend every day for the rest of my life showing you.”
“Is that a promise?”
“Absolutely.” He spins me around in his arms. “I know the timing isn’t right, but I’ll be putting a ring on your finger soon. I’ve waited a long time for our happy ever after, and I’m fucked if I’m going to waste more time. Tell me you’re on the same page?”
So much for me setting the pace, but I’m not going to disagree. Marrying Jared and starting a family with him has been my dream for as long as I can remember. “I want that with you too.”
“Thank fuck.” He moves to kiss me, but I shove him away.
“I need to brush my teeth.”
He yanks me back to him, muttering, “I don’t give a fuck,” before he slams his lips down on mine. I’m putty in his hands as he pushes me back against the counter while he devours me. I whimper into his mouth as he rotates his hips and thrusts his long thick shaft against me through my panties. I’m not going to last much longer because the need to feel him moving inside me is all I can think about.
Jared abruptly pulls back, grinning savagely at me. “Brush your teeth, babe, if you want, but if your sexy ass is not in my bed in two minutes, I’m throwing you over my knee and spanking the shit out of you.”
“You say that like it’s a threat.” I smirk as I line toothpaste up on his toothbrush.
“She likes spanking. Duly noted.” Jared flashes me a wicked look as he shoves his boxers to the floor and takes his cock in his hand.
My jaw trails the floor as I rake my gaze over his very impressive erection, fixating on the horizontal silver barbell piercing the tip of his cock. “Holy fuck. That thing will never fit.”
He lazily strokes his throbbing flesh while fighting a grin. “It’ll fit.” He reaches around and turns the faucet on. “Ticktock, babe. You’re nearly out of time.” We take turns brushing our teeth, and I race out of the bathroom to get in the bed while J takes a piss.
I’m naked under the covers when he reenters the bedroom, swaggering toward me with a predatory look in his eyes. I can’t drag my eyes away from him. He’s fucking magnificent, and I’m ready to be ruined. His body is a work of art. An ode to immense dedication in the gym and a career as a drummer. From his broad shoulders to his firm chest, ripped abs, toned biceps and arms, his muscular thighs, and his magnificent cock, he is all man.
And all mine.
“This won’t last long if you continue looking at me like that,” he says when he reaches the bed.
“I don’t care. I have nothing planned today except staying in this bed and fucking until we both collapse from exhaustion.”
He sits on the edge of the bed and leans down to plant a tender kiss on my lips. “Sounds like a perfect Sunday.” He sweeps his fingers across my face. “Are you okay with this? It’s what you want?”
“Yes.” I sit up, letting the covers slide down my body to pool at my waist. His eyes flare with wanton need as they lock on my bare breasts for the first time.
“Fucking hell, Syd.” He grabs both breasts in his hands. “These are fucking perfect.” He kneads my sensitive flesh, and the ache in my core intensifies. “Let me see the rest of you,” he commands, his eyes seeking permission as his fingers curl around the top of the comforter.
I nod, watching his reaction as he peels the covers back fully, exposing my naked body. There’s no hiding now. His gaze is laser focused as his eyes roam steadily over every inch of my skin, and I’m so turned on I could probably come with a couple of quick rubs on my clit.
“Part your legs, and show me my pussy.”
His gaze is trained on the apex of my thighs as I slowly open my legs, fighting a bout of uncharacteristic nervousness. Sex is a means of release for me mostly. I enjoy it and don’t ever put too much thought into it.
But this is different.
This is Jared.
He’s my one true love, and I want it to be different.
Special.
There is more resting on this than any other sexual encounter, and what he thinks matters.
