His fingers move in and out a few times before he positions himself between my thighs.His breathing is heavy and I press my hands to his cheeks, his forehead bumping into mine.Our lips touch a few times before he pushes slowly into me.
A gasp leaves me and I screw my eyes shut at the sensation.It feels like it is too big, hardly able to fit, but when I blow out a breath and relax, I feel myself stretching around him, getting used to his size.This is nothing like a vibrator.He is warm, and full, and real, and so damn perfect.
‘Okay?’he whispers.
‘Okay.’
‘Tell me when I can move,’ he says.‘You feel so fucking amazing.’
‘You can move.Please,pleasestart moving.’
His lip twitches as I ask.Another gasp escapes me at the feel of him moving deeper inside me.I widen my legs, wrapping them around his waist, my hands slipping down his back.
He pumps slowly, our mouths never leaving each other.This is exactly what I was hoping for and more.I’ve never felt so close to another person.
‘Faster,’ I beg.
He bucks his hips into me and I cry out.His hand moves, gripping the top of the bed frame, and it knocks into the wall as he thrusts harder into me.I see stars as my eyes roll back, the world going fuzzy as I lose myself to the feeling of him.
I tilt my hips back, my clit pressing against him.Warmth floods me as I recognise the feeling of an orgasm rising.I rock my hips, moving with him, and he curses under his breath, his thrusts becoming deeper and harder.
I cry out something incoherent – his name possibly – as the orgasm crashes through me.He releases a guttural groan in my ear and the way he pumps long and slow, I know he’s finishing, too.
Our foreheads press together as he holds me to him, both of us struggling to catch our breath.We climaxed at the exact same time, and it feltwonderful.
‘I’m so happy I found you,’ he whispers.‘I feel like I’ve been waiting my whole life for someone like you.’
A tear slides down his cheek and I kiss it, tasting the salt on my tongue.He presses his face into mine and I run my fingers through his hair.
‘Me too,’ I agree.‘I feel so lucky to be with you.’
He pulls back slightly, eyes watery as he smiles, kissing me softly.
‘I never want to let you go.’
The car trip home is spent working through emails and organising upcoming events.
The release of my next book is not far away and I have quite a few podcasts and articles lined up in which to feature.There’s radio talks and a few requested me in person, but I declined those, as I’m still not ready for the world to know the books I’ve writtenbelong to me.I’m placing all the dates and times of my interviews into my calendar so I don’t forget.
Opening up an email from last week that I somehow missed, I begin scanning it, my heartbeat loud in my ears.I re-read it a few times.My manager is asking to jump on a call with me but essentially, we have some dates locked in for casting the movie and they’re willing to fly me over to the United States to be a part of it.
‘What?’Zayden asks, side-eyeing me, sensing my excitement.I read the email out to him and he glances at me, a bewildered expression on his face.‘Wow,’ he says once I’ve finished.‘That’s amazing!’
‘So cool that I get to be a part of it!’
Immediately, I FaceTime my mum and she answers after a few rings.I fill her in on the news and Zayden introduces himself.We spend the rest of the trip on the phone to her, and I am so happy to hear her voice.I miss her so much.I wish I could share this news with the other side of the family.I’d finally feel like I’m bringing something to the table, but I’m not ready for them to see the real me yet.They might know that I’m an author, but they are still clueless as to what my pseudonym is.I’d like to keep it that way for now.
When I shift in the seat, I wince at the soreness between my legs.We probably shouldn’t have, but the moment we woke up this morning, our bodies were moving together again, even though I was still tender from the night before.It was worth the pain, because it felt so good.
Zayden reaches over, placing a hand on my thigh.I cover his hand with mine and run my thumb across his knuckles.How we went from strangers to this honestly feels like a blur, but now I can’t imagine my life without him in it.It’s crazy how quickly things can change.I know people say you always feel like thiswhen you’re first in love, but I truly hope I spend the rest of my life with this man.
‘I never want to know a life without you in it,’ I say quietly, looking over at him.
‘Me too,’ he replies, squeezing my thigh.
After being around Zayden, I’ve never felt so inspired with my writing.I feel like the romance in my books has come to life.My fingers wildly dart over the keyboard as the ideas and words flow out of me.
‘It’s kind of freaky when you do that,’ he comments, wearing an amused smile.
