Page 160 of Sienna Rossi: Beyond Shattered Trust

Slowly he leans down, kissing me softly, lingering against my lips just long enough to make heat lick my core. His touch is almost reverent now, his thumb brushing gently over my knuckles.

“Always,” he murmurs against my lips.

The raw emotion in his voice sends warmth flooding through me.

He pulls back slightly, green eyes filled with love, devotion, and something more.

My heart flutters.

“Then,” I whisper softly, “Make love to me.”

This Love

Jayce

Islide her zip that starts at her waist down slowly, my fingers brushing against her warm skin as the dress loosens beneath my hands. The second it falls away, I simply take a moment to admire her, letting myself finally take her in properly. The dim light falls on her skin, her hair spreads across the pillows, her cheeks flush softly beneath my gaze.

Mine.

Leaning down, I slide her panties off, swelling at the sight of her perfect pussy.

Emotion surges through my chest, and I force myself back and strip the rest of my clothes off before caging her beneath me. I cup her face gently, my thumb brushing over her cheek before I kiss her deeply.

She melts against me instantly. Her arms slide around my neck, pulling me closer. My hand glides slowly down her waist, feeling every soft curve beneath my fingertips, whilst I kiss her like I’m trying to pour every feeling I’ve buried inside myself into her mouth.

She kisses me back with just as much emotion, soft breaths escaping her every time my lips move against hers, and it fucking wrecks me.

My cock brushes against her stomach as I move lower. I hover over her, and I force myself to slow down despite every instinct screaming at me to lose control. Instead, I kiss down her shoulder, over her collarbone, lingering there as I position myself at her entrance.

Her breathing turns shaky.

I lift my head slightly, and our eyes meet.

The emotion in hers almost destroys me completely.

There’s so much trust there.

So much love.

Her hands slide down my back before she grips my ass gently, tugging me closer with a soft, needy sound that sends heat straight through me.

“Jayce…” she whispers.

Fuck.

I slowly slide into her, and the sensation drags a groan from my chest. She wraps around me so perfectly it borders on painful; warmth and pleasure surging through every inch of my body as I bury myself inside her inch by inch.

Her lips part on a shaky breath.

I rest my forehead against hers as I try to steady myself.

No matter how many times I have her, it’s still as fucking precious as the first time.

Nothing compares to this, not when I love her this much.

I begin moving slowly and steadily, my hand slipping beneath her thigh to hold her closer as I set a deep, steady rhythm. Every roll of my hips draws another soft moan from her lips, and hearing those sounds from her completely unravels me.

The bond sizzles between us, amplifying everything until it feels like I’m drowning in her emotions as much as my own.