I hold her face, her eyes bright with emotion as she gazes up at me. I can feel it. I canfeelthe love in her stare. It makes my heart beat faster. It makes my chest tighten.
“I can’t believe it,” I say through a laugh of sheer disbelief. “Poppy Wylder loves me.”
She beams. “How could I resist you? You’re the literal guy of my dreams.”
I kiss her again. “No way. You’re my dream come true, wild girl. I love everything about you so damn much.” I run my handsdown her arms and her waist, settling on her hips, kissing her the whole time.
“I love this mouth. These hands. I love your skin and your hair and your pretty, pretty eyes.” I run my fingers through her hair. “I love your brain. You’re so smart. It’s so fucking hot.”
She smiles against my mouth. I run the palm of my hand up her stomach, settling on her chest. “I love your heart. Your beautiful heart.”
Her eyes are teary again when she looks at me, but she’s smiling like she’s never been this happy.
“I love you,” I whisper as I kiss her collarbone.
She tugs a hand through my hair as she moans softly. “Nick?”
“Yeah, honey?”
“Will you take me home and make love to me now?”
I close the door to my bedroom, then turn around to Poppy.
She’s standing in front of my bed, a cute smile playing across her sweet mouth. I walk over, pull her against me, and kiss her.
I run my hands underneath the jersey she’s wearing, groaning at how soft her skin is.
She moves to take it off, but I shake my head. “That stays on.”
She flashes a smile that’s both sweet and sexy, and it makes my knees go weak. Damn, this woman. Just one smile from her makes me crazy in the best way.
She undoes her jeans, and I help her take them off. I drop to my knees, groaning when I see the blue lace panties she’s wearing.
I kiss her pussy outside of the delicate material. Above me, she gasps, digging her fingers into my shoulders.
I tease her like that for a minute before slowly pulling down her panties. Then I part her pussy lips open with my tongue.
I growl at her taste.Fuck. She’s so goddamn sweet, and it’s driving me crazy.
“How do you always taste so fucking good, honey?” I growl.
I take my time, going slow, relishing the soft, desperate noises she makes. She’s always so noisy when I go down on her, and I love it. This time is different, though. This time is the first time we’re together after saying I love you, and I want to savor it. I want to remember every sweet noise she makes when I make love to her.
I flick my tongue over her clit in that steady rhythm she loves. Her legs shake, and she pulls my hair as she starts to come. She’s wild as she falls apart on my tongue. She starts to lose her balance, but I prop her up as she cries out my name.
My cock is rock hard. It has been ever since I put my mouth on her. But now, after hearing the woman I love say my name as she comes, I’m hard as fucking titanium. I’ve never been this turned on in my life. I guess this is how it feels to have sex with someone you’re in love with.
I’ve never felt this happy. This complete.
I guide her onto the bed and help her lie down. She flashes a sleepy-drunk smile at me, and I can’t help but grin. Fuck, my girl is adorable.
I shed my clothes, grab a condom from my pocket, and slide it on, hissing at how hard I am.
I take a breath. I could come in just a couple of minutes, I’m so aroused. But there’s no way I’m letting that happen. I want to make this good for her. I want to make this the best she’s ever had.
Slowly, I slide into her. I watch her as her smile fades and her eyes roll back. She grips the bedsheets and lets out a whimper that sends pleasure straight to my dick and balls.
“Oh god…” she rasps. “I love the way you feel inside of me, Nick.”
