“Yes, yes, yes,” she whimpers, rising up on all fours.
I grab her rocking boobs, giving them a squeeze before taking her hips. Damn, I am loving this ride. It’s so familiar. So precious.
This woman is everything, and I will always love her. No matter what friction there might be between us, what crisis we face in a day… she owns my heart and soul.
“Love you, Bear.” As if reading my mind, she whispers those words over her shoulder and I gaze at her, smiling into her blue eyes.
“I love you, Bee.”
She blows me a kiss, but it splits apart with another groan as I hit her sweet spot.
Her eyes roll back in her head and she flops onto the pillow, her hips thrusting back into mine. I go deep and hard the way she likes it, gripping her hips and picking up my rhythm.
“Baby,” she moans, and I’m starting to lose it.
Her sweet voice. Her luscious body.
“I’m coming,” she squeaks just as a white fire takes me out, spreading through me like a liquid flame.
She starts to gasp and lets out these short, panting wails, her body convulsing with fresh waves of ecstasy.
Shit, we’re gonna come together. I fucking love it when this happens.
“I’m coming.” I can barely choke out the words before I’m digging my fingers into her skin and jerking inside her. I take off like a fucking rocket, exploding in a rushed blur and holding on like my life depends on it.
Fuck.
She’s so…
She’s… that was…
The words disintegrate in my mind. I can’t even form a coherent sentence. Not when I’m deep inside my woman.
Her body vibrates with a soft laugh when she slowly comes to, clearing from her daze and blinking at me.
My legs fold and she spins over, lying on her back and ordering me on top of her with a flick of her wrist.
It’s easy to comply. Stretching myself over her body, I nestle between her legs and take the brunt of my weight on my elbows.
As her hands glide up my sides, she gives me a wicked grin and bites her lower lip. “You’re gonna have to get into the habit of buying me lacy underwear, Mr. Newman.”
“As long as you’re in the habit of wearing it all the time, I definitely will… Mrs. Newman.” I wink at her, enjoying that stunning smile.
I love the way she makes my chest expand like my heart is growing too big to house it.
Her blue gaze softens. Now that we’ve both floated down from our highs, her expression is turning serious.
“Baby, what is it?” I search her face.
She swallows. “I’m sorry about today.”
“What do you mean?”
“About the girls going missing.”
I frown and shake my head. “That wasn’t your fault.”
Sniffing, she tries to look away from me. But I won’t let her. Resting my finger on her chin, I make sure she keeps looking at my face.
