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Seeing him finish, feeling his cum on me, tips me over the edge. My whole body contracts with my orgasm, the waves crashing down on me over and over until it’s too much and I all but throw the vibrator across the room.
When I look at Jesse’s face, I’m expecting a serene look of pleasure, but what I find is the deepest depth of affection in his eyes.
He’s looking at me like I’m the most important thing in his world. I imagine it’s a reflection of my gaze looking at him.
Chapter Thirty-Three
Jesse
My heart will only ever beat for this woman. I am going to be right beside her as she overcomes every dark memory from her past, guiding her through each obstacle, and taking all of the pain away. I’ll carry the trauma for her even if it makes me bleed. I’d rip my heart out if she thought hers was beyond repair.
It’s taking all of my willpower not to utter the three words hanging on the tip of my tongue because she doesn’t deserve a post-orgasm confession. She deserves the grand gesture. She deserves a romantic, soul-binding exclamation of what’s actually in my heart. But, damn, I want to say it now.
Seeing her come apart in front of me was a life-altering experience. I’ll never want another woman the way I want Thea. I want to be here for every orgasm she has for the rest of her life.
I didn’t even touch her but my body was a live wire, needing her more than I needed to breathe. Then she begged me to cum on her and I almost blacked out. Seeing her reach her orgasm while I stood above her, coating her with my own was a spiritual experience, and I’ll never stop chasing that high.
I’ve never been a possessive person, never caring enough about the girls I was with to notice if someone else was holding their attention. Now though, I understand the need to claim someone. I want to own, possess, and mark every inch of her body for my own, never letting anyone within a hundred feet of her again.
“Jesse,” she whispers my name, snapping me out of my animalistic haze.
“Yeah, baby?” I ask, looking at her pretty pink cheeks. The perfect shade of blush, everything I ever hoped for.
“You’ve got me trapped.” My arms are pinned on either side of her, boxing her in so she can’t get off the bed. Even my body is subconsciously trying to possess her.
“Sorry,” I utter, but don’t move. I’m not ready to add any space between us.
“You’re just staring at me now.” She giggles, seemingly aware of my inability to move.
“You’re really nice to stare at,” I counter, making her smile harder.
“We should shower,” she suggests. I get the hint, pulling my limbs away from her and out of her bubble.
I can imagine she might be experiencing some discomfort now that the sex cloud has dissipated and she’s left with stickiness coating her body.
I didn’t touch her, but I’m on her, in her most intimate area. God, I fucking love it.
“I’ll turn the water on, take your time,” I offer, letting her have some space. She might need room to breathe, to process what we just did, and I’ll let her. I’m obsessed with her, but I’m not an asshole.
When I glance back as I leave the room, I watch as she gazes at her reflection in the mirror, oblivious to my presence. A sense of wonder crosses her features when she notices the sheen of cum on her skin. Instead of fear or disgust, she looks proud. Her fingers trail through the wetness, smearing it into her skin, marking herself further.
Two things are confirmed at once in my head. I’m definitely in love with her and she’s even freakier than I thought.
My dick hardens, ready for her again, but I don’t want to push her. Instead, I back down the hallway and out of sight.
Once the water is hot, I usher her into the freestanding claw foot tub while I lean against the bathroom sink, letting her have her privacy behind the curtain.
She hums quietly to herself as soap bottles are clicked open and closed, while I’m imagining all the ways I can show her how much she means to me. For as long as I breathe I am going to give her the princess treatment she deserves.
“Why are you smiling?” She asks, peeling the curtain to the side, completely exposing her wet naked body to me. Whatever distraction I might’ve had two seconds ago is long gone and my boner is back and raging.
“I honestly can’t remember now,” I admit, not even wanting to blink. She’s stunning. Everything I’ve ever wanted and never thought I deserved, and she’s right in front of me. I’m the luckiest man on the planet.
“Go ahead.” She nods towards the still-running shower, but her eyes are aimed below my waist. We both have to move on autopilot to navigate around each other.
I’m trying to give her space and not rush things, but she clearly has sex on the brain like I do. It takes a considerable amount of mental strength to get in the shower and not to follow her back to her room.
I’m rinsing soap out of my hair when I hear the metal rungs of the shower curtain scrape against the rounded rod holding it up. I crack an eye open against the wetness to see her watching me.
