“This is what I saw when I watched you touch yourself. This is how fucking beautiful you are. Now watch how good I make you feel, baby. Watch how much better your body likes my dick than your fingers, baby.”
My heavy-lidded eyes are frosted over in a glazed, intense way. There’s a remnant of the aftereffects of what I saw when I looked in the mirror at myself butnothing like this. My lips purse in between breaths and the moans make my eyebrows furrow together in pleasure. My cheeks and neck are completely splotched red, and there’s sweat sticking my hair to the edges of my face.
“I want you to finish for me, Char. Come for your man, baby.”
“Yes, sir,” I whimper, loving the way he’s commanding me through everything.
“Sir? Fuck.” He rams into me harder.
I’m screaming from the pleasure filling my entire body, spreading into each limb all the way to my toes and fingertips.
I’m on the edge. Tingles set in, the sensitivity almost too much as he pinches my nipples.
I’m close.
Soclose.
“Don’t stop. Don’t stop,” I squeal, trembling all over as my head rocks back.
“Don’t look away, baby. You have yet to see the most beautiful part.”
With what little control I have left of my body, I grab hold of him and move myself up so I can see me again.
One more thrust.
“Baby.”
Another.
“I’m almost there,” I whimper in a high-pitched moan, my muscles so tense I can barely move.
One last hard stroke causes me to burst.
His moans match mine as he comes too, our hips melding together, grinding frantically as we enjoy the last vibrations of the ecstasy.
He takes his helmet off and hangs it on the handlebar of the bike. His hair and face are slicked with sweat, but instead of seeing pure happiness, his expression resembles something like painful satisfaction.
“What’s wrong?” I caress his cheek with my thumb, worrying I did something wrong.
He lifts me up, keeping himself inside me and holds me close. We’re at eye-level with my arms wrapped around his shoulders and my back arched, giving him a place to rest his arms.
“I love you, Charlotte Windsor,” he declares, staring deep into my eyes.
Lightning radiates from my stomach into my chest at the words, making me feel light as air. I’m so unbelievably happy. So unbelievably happy he feels the same way I’ve been feeling toward him this whole time.
“I love you too, Ben.” I kiss him hard and nip his nose like he always does to me. But when I pull back, it’s to watery eyes and trembling lips.
“Why are you upset? What’s wrong, babe?” I say, running my fingers through his hair and down his cheek.
“I just—I was afraid I’d scare you off by telling you how I truly felt so soon. But I couldn’t hold it in any longer. I needed you to know that I love you so much and so deeply that I am physically in pain when you’re not around. I know we only got together like a week ago but the thought of losing you is unbearable. I don’t know how I’d get through it. I can’t lose you, baby. Ever.”
I gently wipe away the tear that falls and kiss him, ever so softly.
“Well, you don’t have to worry about that because I love you, Ben. I love you so much that I don’t even know how to feel all the love I hold for you. Like, the happiness that you give me is indescribable. And you love me so well, Ben. I’m so lucky. I can’t believe this all has happened, and I get to be with you. I can’t believe you’re mine.”
He parts my mouth with his tongue, kissing me with immense care to show the words he’s unable to express. The kisses continue until he sets me down on a nearby blanket behind his motorcycle. This time, he doesn’trush making love to me, pressing his lips on every inch of my skin with whispers of “I love you” along the way.
We lay there completely naked in each other’s arms after we finish while he strokes his fingers through my hair and down my back, holding me so tightly it’s like he’s still scared I’m going to run away.
