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“It’s yours. All of me is yours.”
He thrust in once more and came inside me, letting out a loud groan then continuing to rub my clit in just the right way until another orgasm took me by surprise and ripped through me.
His body dropped down beside me, and he twisted us so he could stay inside of me while his arms wrapped around my upper body, holding me close.
“I love you, Jenna,” he murmured against my head. “I’ll do whatever it takes to make you happy. I promise.”
“I know you will. We’ll both do what we need to in order to make each other happy.”
“You just gotta be you, Sugar. Just be you, and I’ll be the luckiest damn man alive.”
I buried my smile against his chest and held him tight. I wasn’t naive. I knew we’d have hard days in the future, but I also believed his promise.
We were stronger together—at least I felt stronger with him—and I had no intention of letting him go again.
A ONE-NIGHT STAND WILL NEVER BECOME THE LOVE OF YOUR LIFE
JENNA
TWO YEARS LATER
There was only so much teasing a person could take.
“Connor,” I begged, my wrists pulling at the restraints.
God, I was so close. I needed him to let me come. He’d been edging me for over an hour, getting me right to the verge of glorious pleasure before pulling away until it had receded enough and then doing it all over again. I felt like I was going out of my goddamn mind.
My arms pulled uselessly at the straps attached underneath the bed. He’d bought this restraint system when we moved in together. My arms and legs were spread wide with very little give, making me completely helpless to him. But I loved it. In the two years Connor and I had been together, I’d learned a lot about the things I liked—and didn’t—in bed. Connor was always up for exploring and pushing my limits.
It was exhilarating. And while this wasn’t the first time he’d teased me with a long edging session, I was on the verge of breaking down into tears if he didn’t let me come soon. School had been exceptionally stressful this last term, and I needed him to help me release it.
“Please,” I pleaded with him, but he didn’t acknowledge it, just kept teasing my clit with too-gentle flutters of his tongue, getting me closer but not close enough to topple over the edge.
A tear slid free from my eyes.
“That’s it, darlin’. Let all that stress out. I got you.”
The tears came harder and faster—the stress pushing through the surface. I’d buried it down for the last two months while I went into survival mode to get through my classes with passing grades. I probably would’ve starved if Connor hadn’t always had dinner ready when I came home. He’d requested a transfer to an assignment up here, which was fortunately an easy request to grant. But he somehow always managed to be home before me with dinner on the table.
He would’ve made an excellent housewife.
“Let it out,” he murmured against my clit, his tongue lapping at me like a cat laps at cream. More tears streamed from my eyes, taking away the stress with them, but my body still felt strung so tight.
“That’s it, Sugar. Fuck, you’re such a good girl. Do you have any idea how fucking sexy you are?”
“Connor, please,” I dragged the word out and felt his breath shudder against me.
Before I could make sense of what was happening, he was sitting up and shoving his hard cock inside me. I sucked in a sharp breath right before my entire body split apart in the most intense orgasm I’d ever experienced. I screamed as my body trembled. I probably would’ve thrashed on the bed if it weren’t for the restraints holding me immobile.
“Fuck,” he cursed before he thrust faster, rutting into me like a man possessed. Then he groaned and came, his hot release filling my still convulsing pussy.
He sagged against me, his breathing as heavy as mine before pushing up on his elbows to take some of his weight off my completely spent body. He wiped my tears away and then kissed my cheeks, my eyelids, my forehead, my nose, and finally my lips.
“Feel better?” he whispered.
I opened my eyes to find his dark brown gaze staring down at me with love and concern. I took stock of my body, my emotions, my mental state. A small smile lifted my face—it probably would’ve been bigger if I wasn’t so exhausted.
“So much better,” I murmured before leaning up as much as I could and kissing him. “How do you always know exactly what I need?”
