“Yes, Charlotte?” I feel his smile on my neck as he kisses across my shoulders. His hands are already on my waist, pulling at my underwear, and he sits up, sliding them down my legs in one swoop.
“I love you,” I whisper.
He stalls, his face in complete shock. My heart is thudding, loud in the silence of the room as I wait. He declared his love for me publicly at the diner just yesterday and has reiterated it since. Now, as my words sit between us, I’m not sure what he thinks.
“Say that again.” He looks almost unsure, like perhaps he didn't hear me right.
I smile. “I love you, Sutton.” I’m cautious, saying them slowly, ensuring he understands. His hand drops to my bare leg, and he smooths it up to my thigh.
“Again,” he says huskily.
I giggle, then I snort, and his smile widens.
“I love you.”
“Mmm. Again.”
“Sutton!” I laugh, and he playfully pinches my side. Holding his face in my hands, I look at him seriously as I say, “I love you. You came barreling into my life when I wasn’t looking, completely taking me by surprise. But I can’t imagine it any other way now. You’re so good to not only me, but my brother, too. I love how you sit at the diner and wait for me, making me smile all day, you spend time with Preston and have helped him more than you know, you embrace my weird and wonderful sustainability projects. You’re kind and thoughtful and protective, and being around you makes me happier than I’ve ever been.”
Swallowing roughly, his hand glides up my torso, eyes burning into mine. Placing his hands on the bed, planted on either side of my head, our noses almost touching, he says once more, “Again…” Almost like he’s in disbelief.
“I lov—” I don’t get to finish. His lips collide with mine, and he kisses away my words. So slowly, so seductively, I almost melt straight into the mattress. With every movement of his lips, I feel the ferocity of his feelings, and as he lowers his body onto mine, his heart thumps against my chest, just as powerfully as my own.
Breathless, he lifts to lean on his elbow, and his fingers trail down the side of my cheek before he gently grabs my neck, lifting my chin to look him in the eye.
“You are the best thing that’s ever happened to me. I want you to know that every day.” His voice is a mere whisper. It wouldn’t matter if there were more bugs in the room; the chances of them hearing that sentence would be nil. I feel every word he says like he’s branding it into my flesh with a hot poker.
Lifting my legs, I curl them around his naked hips, pulling him to me.
“And you me.” I barely get the words out before he slides into me, and I gasp, the intrusion both delicious and breathtaking in the same moment. He doesn’t give me time to settle before he pulls back and thrusts in again.
“Sutton,” I choke out as his hips move at the perfect pace, his hand remaining around my jaw, the two of us barely even blinking as we stare into each other’s eyes.
Sex with Sutton is like nothing I’ve experienced before. It’s sultry, it’s fire, it’s addictive. But right now, he holds my gaze on his, telling me he loves me again, like he’s giving me every emotion along with his desire, ensuring I feel deep within my bones just how strongly he feels about me.
“I love your pussy too.” His jaw tics like he’s holding back, our breathing becoming labored with the intensity of this connection.
I moan, “You do?”
“I love everything about you…” He’s thrusting harder now, my body jolting with every motion as he grits his teeth.
“Lift your hands above your head,” he demands, and I move immediately. My arms lift above my head, where he grabs my wrists with his hands, his face still hovering above mine, his hips working overtime. My legs widen a little more, our skin slapping, and my body starts to tingle.
“Oh yes,” I warn through a whimper. My orgasm is coming fast, and I arch my back, wanting to be closer to him.
“Like that… Good girl,” he murmurs.
I’m a panting mess, our movements in sync, and I push my head back, my eyes closing.
But he’s not having that. “Look at me…”
My eyes ping open, landing right on his.
“Now give me your pretty pussy, Charlotte, and come for me.”
I hitch a breath, and with my eyes glued to his, I let go. My body shudders all the way to my toes, and I release a guttural moan as stars fill my vision, the orgasm like nothing I’ve experienced before.
“Roll over,” he says sharply as he lifts off me, and I turn on the mattress, my limbs wobbly. As I do, he grabs my hips, pulling them up before he slides back into me.
