“Okay, baby?” he murmurs, kissing my cheeks, my nose, my jaw, my mouth, waiting for me to adjust.
“Mmm… you feel amazing…”
“You too.” He begins to move with short, slow thrusts, hardly withdrawing at all before pushing back in, so each movement of hips is a grind against my clit.
My eyes flutter open, and I look at him hazily, conscious that I’m no longer in control of my own desire. He’s in charge, his expression full of heat and passion, his eyes searing into mine. I’m a hundred percent his at this point. Totally conquered.
“I love your body,” he says huskily, kissing up my jaw to my ear and teasing the lobe with the tip of his tongue. “I love every inch of your skin, every curve and dip, I want to taste you, claim all of you, make every part of you mine.”
“I’m all yours,” I whisper, aching with need. He’s pushed up my top and my nipples are brushing against his tee as he moves. I’m close… so close…
“I’m so hot for you,” he says, kissing back to my mouth. He murmurs in between kisses, words and phrases that bloom in my mindlike exotic flowers. “I want you so much… I think about you all the time… I can’t get you out of my mind… you’re so beautiful, so sexy… your body drives me crazy…”
“Oh, God…”
“I want to give you pleasure, Beth…”
“Oh, fuck…”
“I want to make you come…”
“Mmm…”
“I might not have been your first,” he says, “but I’m going to be your last.”
I look up at him, into his blazing blue eyes. “Ohhh…”
“You’re mine now.” He crushes his lips to mine and delves his tongue into my mouth. “You know that, right?”
I’ve almost lost the power of speech. “Ahhh…”
“Say it. Who do you belong to?”
“Ohhh… you…” My eyelids flutter shut as the orgasm that’s been threatening to claim me begins to build.
“Open your eyes,” he says fiercely, and I try, I really do, but the intensity is too strong, and I squeal as I come with fierce pulses, clenching around him.
“Yes,” he says, thrusting hard, “oh fuck,” and he comes too, his breath hot on my lips as he groans.
I watch him, enjoying his fierce frown and the way his big body tenses, turning momentarily to rock before his climax releases him, and he relaxes with a long sigh.
“Mmm.” I smile and kiss him. “That was so good.”
He opens his eyes a fraction, giving me a lazy, contented smile. “I love doing this with you.”
“Me too.”
“I could do this every day for twenty years and never get bored.” He kisses my jaw and nuzzles my ear.
I sigh, lifting my arms around his neck and enjoying the warmth of his body. It’s strange, but I haven’t thought much about the future. It’s as if I’m on a boat, and I’ve been standing at the stern, watching the port we’ve left grow smaller as the boat moves away, knowing I have to leave, but feeling wistful at the thought of what I’ve left behind.
But now it feels like time to turn my gaze forward and see where I’m going. It’s another future from the one I’d planned. A differentdestination. But as I see the first glimpse of a glittering island ahead of me, I feel excited at the thought of exploring it, and what it might hold.
He lifts me carefully off him and lowers my feet to the floor, then pulls me into his arms. “Sorry about that,” he says. “You looked so amazing and I couldn’t think straight.”
“You’re not sorry at all,” I scold, resting my cheek on his shoulder.
“No, you’re right, I’m not.”
