Page 18 of Ignite My Heart

While I lick around her slick channel, she arches off the bed. When her fingers thread through my hair, I’m done for. I need her to come so I can slide inside her body.

I insert two fingers, fucking in and out of her gently while I circle the tip of her clit with my tongue.

“Garrett,” she whispers.

Her nails scrape against my scalp and I moan into her pussy, sucking her clit into my mouth. I curl those two fingers forward, searching for her G-spot. She lets me know I’ve found it with a guttural groan.

“Fuck, Garrett. It’s so good. Too good, I can’t…”

She pulls on my hair, but I suck harder and pin her hips with my free arm.

When she shatters, her orgasm squirts into my hand. I continue my rhythm until she stills beneath me. Then I lick her clean, sipping at her nectar.

I place a chaste kiss on the top of her mound, climb her gorgeous body, and press my dick inside her. She’s incredibly tight and so damn wet. I still before I’m all the way inside. “Shit. I don’t have any condoms. I completely forgot. I’m so sorry, Felicity.”

She shakes her head. “Pill. We’re good. I’m clean.”

“I’m clean. I haven’t been with anyone in nearly a year.”

Her legs lift, wrapping around my waist as she pulls me into her body. Sinking inside her is nearly a spiritual experience. Flesh of my flesh repeats in my mind. I am home.

chapter nine

Felicity

Having Garrett buried all the way to the hilt inside me feels like having sex for the first time. Forget that my one other partner was a mistake in college and incredibly brief.

This is how it should have happened.

With this man.

Emotion fills Garrett’s eyes as he looks down at me. “I love you, Felicity. I have since I was a kid. I know we have some getting-to-know-you-again stuff to do, but I don’t want to live another day without knowing you’re mine.”

I cup his cheek, holding his gaze. “I’m yours, Garrett.”

He pulls almost all the way out and pumps back into me. “Again,” he demands.

“I’m yours.” I hold his body as tight as possible while he fucks in and out of me.

“I love you,” he says again.

“I love you, Garrett.”

That sends him over the edge of control. Gone are the steady, rhythmic thrusts, replaced by sharp snaps of his hips as he bottoms out inside me. He’s almost feral as he loses himself inside my body. It’s a heady experience, and evidently, my lady parts like it a lot because I climax without warning. Hard. I sob as pleasure surges through every cell. I’ve never had an orgasm like this, and it’s nearly blinding in its power.

“Oh, my God, Felicity. Fuck,” Garrett moans as he shudders and spills inside me.

This is so not what I thought would happen tonight. I thought I’d come over, we’d clear the air, and I’d leave knowing he wouldn’t ask me out anymore. I wouldn’t have to pretend I didn’t want him and that he didn’t steal my heart all those years ago.

“I would have worn sexier underwear if I’d known this was going to happen,” I say, still trying to catch my breath.

His rough chuckle feathers over my throat where his face is buried. He lifts his head, looking at me with so much affection that my heart almost bursts.

“For the record, I don’t give a fuck what kind of underwear you have on. You are the sexiest woman I’ve ever known, and I’ll believe that until the day I die.” He gives me a sweet kiss and rolls off me. “I’ll be right back.”

I lift on my elbows to watch his naked ass walk from the room. He has a tattoo on his right side that’s sorta on his ass, sorta on his hip. But it’s too small for me to see well from here.

When he heads back to me, he has a wet towel to clean me up. A dry towel hangs over his shoulder.