She wasn’t the type of girl who fell for guys like me.
And yet, here we were, sitting on a cliff overlooking Redwood.Her face had been glowing from the moonlight since we had made it up here, and I … I hadn’t even expected to ask her if she loved me.It’d just come out.
But she looked too goddamn fucking beautiful.
After I moved closer to her, she leaned back until she was lying on the blanket.I sank between her thighs, forearms on either side of her head, deepening the kiss.Still, I couldn’t wrap my head around this.
Astrid loved me.
Me!
The guy who couldn’t keep a relationship longer than a month, the guy who never let anyone get too close, the guy who dated a girl for a day and then pushed her away because after what Dad went through with my mother, I didn’t like commitment.
Except … I loved Astrid too.
I hadn’t realized it until tonight, but I was obsessed with her.The thought of her being pregnant with anyone else’s baby had driven me insane, despite how much I tried to keep my cool today.Still, if she had really been pregnant, then I would’ve actually wanted to take care of the child with her.
When I finally broke the kiss, I stared down and pushed some hair off her face.
“I love you too,” I said, the words tumbling out before I could stop them.
Her eyes widened.“You … you do?”
“Yes,” I murmured against her lips.“I love you.”
Expression softening, she smiled.“You’re not just saying that?”
“No, I mean it.I want you to be mine.For real.”
Eyes shutting softly, she smiled even harder and grasped my face to bring me back to her.I placed my lips against hers, and she slid her hands down to my chest.Once I moved my hands to her waist, I deepened the kiss.
“Frasier,” she murmured, her voice low and breathless as her lips trailed along my jaw.
My body shuddered, and I pushed her skirt to the side, sliding two fingers into her.She arched her back, pressing her body against mine and making me even harder.I set my thumb against her swollen clit.
“I want you inside me,” she breathed out onto my lips.“Please, Frasier.”
I curled my fingers inside her, catching her G-spot.
“Please,” she cried, digging her fingers around my shoulders.“I need it.”
“Say it again.”
“I want you inside of me,” she cried.
“Not that.”
She sucked my bottom lip between her teeth.“I love you.”
I curled my fingers and hit her G-spot again.“Again.”
“I love you.”
And again, I massaged the bundle of nerves deep inside her.Over and over.Until her legs trembled uncontrollably around me.She gripped onto me tighter, her head lolling back and her mouth dropping open.
Once she came down from her orgasm, I pulled my fingers from her pussy and sucked them into my mouth, tasting her on them.Then I undid my pants and pulled out my throbbing cock, desperate to finish inside her.
After peppering wet kisses down her neck, I groped her breasts, trailed my lips lower down her chest, and sucked one of her nipples into my mouth, biting down softly.Then I lined up and slid my cock deep into her pussy.
