And then, I’m lining up with her entrance, slowly sinking inside her, inch by inch.
She bites her lip, eyes on mine, her hands grabbing my ass.
Then she pulls me deeper with a soft gasp.
“Drew,” she whispers.
The way she says my name—desperate and reverent—is enough to snap my control.
I grit my teeth, moving in and out of her wetness, trying not to pound her into the mattress.
Yet.
Her hands come up, cupping my face as she stares into my eyes. No words are necessary as we move.
She's everything I didn't know I needed.
Our bodies move in unison, as if we’ve done this before, even though we haven’t.
Our lips meet, kissing until I have to break it to breathe.
“More.” Her fingers curl into my back. “Give me more.”
I begin snapping my hips, pounding her into the mattress.
She leans forward, her lips wrapping around my nipple. I moan, close to spilling myself inside her, but desperate to keep going.
“Drew,” she pants as she moves to my other nipple. “I want you to come inside me.”
My jaw clenches, fighting for control.
She’s so damn soft and pliable beneath me. Her soft moans and whimpers make me crazy.
“Are you... sure?”
She pulls back, soft violet eyes meeting mine. “Yes. Fill me up, Drew.”
I thrust two more times before my balls draw up against me. A tingle surges through my spine as I shove myself deep, moaning her name as I spill inside her.
She tightens around me, moaning my name as she comes on me.
We cling to one another, our hearts racing, breathing heavy. I lower my head to her neck, inhaling her skin as I try to calm down.
Pulling out of her, I roll onto my back, taking her with me so she’s lying on my chest. Her leg tucks between mine, her hand over my rapidly beating heart.
“That was incredible,” she whispers breathlessly.
My lips press against the top of her head. “It was.”
When I pull back, she lifts her head, eyes locking with mine.
And I see it.
The possessiveness in her eyes. A claim.
I smile because I already know the truth.
I belong to her now.
