He leans forward, his hard body against mine and groans, “So fucking tight but I’ll loosen you up.” As he rocks, the pleasure builds and his pubes rubbing against my clit only heighten everything. Lighting every nerve ending aflame.
My heart pounds in my chest as the intensity climbs.
Every thrust pushes me higher and higher.
Every glance up his hazel eyes are on mine.
Every kiss silences desperate cries of pleasures. And all the while my heart races, my blood heats and the words “I love you” threaten to spill from my lips.
I resist which makes it all the more surprising and emotional when he whispers at the shell of my ear as I drift off to sleep in his arms, sated and spent, “Thank you for loving me.”
There’s a tick, tick, in my chest as I pretend to be sleeping. I’m falling, I know I’m falling and I’m fucking terrified of what that means and mostly, of ever losing him.