“I know you, Fallon. I know why you did it. But I’m here to tell you that you don’t need to push me away anymore.”
He closes the gap between us, his lips taking mine with a punishing force. Emotions overwhelm me, and tears leak down my face and onto his, but it doesn’t stop us. I don’t think anything could right now.
My mouth opens up for him, and he takes full advantage of it. Our tongues dance as our hands start to explore. He had already taken off his trousers before climbing into bed, which has made it easier for me to get him naked as soon as possible. I need the feel of his skin on mine, the closeness it brings to be bare.
He pulls back just enough to rid me of my borrowed clothes before his mouth is back on me. He starts at my mouth, moving lower to my jawline, then around to my ear and kissing the soft skin behind it. Goosebumps cover my skin as a rush of lust blazes through me.
I start to move my body back and forthover his cock, the wetness between my legs helping me. I need him inside of me so badly it’s painful. He must feel the same way, as he flips me over onto my back, hiking one of my legs around his waist, the tip of his cock brushing against my centre.
His eyes stay locked on mine as he wraps one hand around the back of my neck. I don’t know what it is about this that feels so different, but something is sparking in the air between us, and that makes my eyes sting even more. How is it I was going to give up this man yesterday? It may be selfish of me, but I physically couldn’t imagine a life without him in it.
“Eyes on me, baby,” he whispers as he edges closer.
He guides himself inside of me torturously slow. I gasp at the fullness I feel when he is fully there. I notice his jaw tense as he stays rooted to the hilt, not moving for a moment, just studying me. He needs this. This connection that being intimate brings us.
When he finally starts to move, he keeps the pace slow, making love to me in a way we have never done before. It’s desperate but meaningful all at once. We’re a pile of tangled limbs. I’m not sure where he starts and I end. Tightening his hold on my neck, he lifts my face closer to his and kisses me. Fuck, I have never felt this way before.
I'm panting against his lips as his cockkeeps hitting that delicious, sweet spot deep inside of me. I wrap my legs tighter around him, angling my hips as his movements become more erratic. I cry out his name as my orgasm hits me, clinging onto him tightly until he follows me over the edge. He jerks inside of me and then drops his head down against mine, breathing out a contented sigh.
“I love you, Fallon. So fucking much.”
