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“Wish I could make this last,” Dylan rumbled, his chest against my back. “There’s no slow speed with you, Kylie. You make me completely crazy. You’re my sanity and my insanity.”

“Me, too,” I murmured, savoring the moment of intense closeness when our bodies became so entangled that I could feel Dylan inside my soul.

He straightened, his thrusts becoming more urgent, more frenzied as neither one of us could hold back any longer.

“Harder,” I urged.

He gripped my hips, and every time he buried himself inside me, his cock was so deep that my body vibrated with satisfaction.

“Yes!” I cried out. “Dylan!”

My climax began to peak, the release so powerful that my body felt like it was imploding.

“Kylie,” Dylan roared as he pounded into me, finally finding his own release.

My heart was hammering as Dylan leaned forward, his chest heaving, and buried his face into my neck.

I turned my head, and we shared a quick, breathless kiss as his body covered me like he had to protect me.

“You wreck me every single time,” I told him as I reached behind me and stroked my hand through his hair.

He plopped his bare ass into a chair and pulled me onto his lap, his arms wrapped around me protectively.

I put my head on his shoulder and threaded my hand into his hair. “I’m sorry if I hurt you. That’s something I never want to do,” I muttered as I fingered the strands of hair at the back of his head.

“I shouldn’t have pushed you. If you aren’t comfortable, I should have listened,” he said as he brushed a hand up and down my back.

“I don’t think it was even the price of the gifts,” I confessed. “It’s not like I don’t know you’re obscenely wealthy. Maybe it’s just because I’m so unused to anyone giving a damn enough to think about being thoughtful, my female friends excluded, of course. You make me feel special, Dylan, and that’s just so foreign to me. I love it, but I’m not quite sure how to accept it like I really deserve it. Thank you for that incredible dress. I’ll feel like a princess in it. It’s a relief to know I won’t feel underdressed. I can probably get through almost any event, nervous or not, since I am in public relations, but it’s a confidence boost to know I’ll be dressed appropriately.”

I was going to have to learn to get past my insecurities. If I didn’t, I’d end up hurting Dylan more. I didn’t want to crush his generous nature.

“You’ll be the most beautiful woman there, no matter what you wear. So, you’ll keep it?” he asked hopefully.

I nuzzled his neck and dropped a kiss on his stubbled jaw. “Yes, you crazy, generous, thoughtful man. I’ll keep it.”

If it came to a choice between me being a little uncomfortable versus hurting him, I was going to choose to be a little ill at ease every single time.

“There are a few other things in your closet, too,” he said cautiously.

“Like…anything I looked at when I was at Harrods and liked?” I asked.

“Maybe not everything,” he hedged. “I may have missed something.”

“Considering your attention to detail, I somehow doubt that,” I said with a smile. “I’ll thank you for those when I see them.”

Since I didn’t remember looking at anything pricier than that dress, I was probably safe.

“I have no idea why my mother decided she needed to hold another gala. Probably because the wedding and reception guest list didn’t include anyone Damian isn’t close to, so she didn’t want acquaintances to feel slighted. She probably planned it on a weekday on purpose. Not too close to the wedding next Saturday, and it may get the crowd to disperse early.”

We were quiet for a minute before I said, “Our sightseeing week is almost over.”

Honestly, after the wedding was done, there was really no reason for me to stay. Macy would be leaving on Sunday, and Damian and Nic were leaving on their honeymoon on Monday, as soon as Damian’s jet returned from taking Macy back home.

Since I’d canceled my plane ticket, it would probably be better if I headed back with Macy.

It would be kind of a waste for Dylan’s jet to make another trip.

The two of us hadn’t really discussed any kind of future plans to get together, but I trusted Dylan enough to know we would see each other. We cared about each other far too much to just walk away.

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