I moaned. “Never anyone else,” I panted.
His pelvic bone hit my clit over and over, sending me toppling over the edge. I screamed his name, arching my back. And he still didn’t stop. This man brought me to so many orgasms that I couldn’t tell where one ended and the next began.
He kissed me hard, groaning my name as he finally came inside me.
“Mine,” he rasped against my lips.
I nodded weakly, completely exhausted, my entire body feeling like Jell-O.
“Yours,” I whispered.
Forever his and not a damn thing would ever change that.