Page 105 of A Love Like Candle Light

Fuck. I love her so much. And right now, I need her just as badly.

My fingertips dance up her thigh, drawing soft moans from her, and then between them to find her wetness. Damn. I can’t believe how hot, how wet she already is for me. I swipe my finger through her folds, nudge her clit and find her pulsing hole, slowly pushing my finger inside.

“Fuck yes,” she hisses and throws her head back, eyes closed, revealing her throat. I watch it, mesmerized by the way the muscles in it move with every soft whimper, every moan as I slowly fuck her with my finger, watching every shift of expression, feeling her hot breath feathering over my collarbone.

Suddenly, she opens her eyes and lets her hand glide down my chest, until she finds my cock and palms it, stroking me with the same rhythm I’m opening her up with. Slow, lazy, like we got all the time in the world.

Because we do.

I swallow her breathy moans, her little whines, until she breaks the kiss to suck in a deep breath.

“Fuck, Erik.” She squirms, free hand shooting to my wrist. “More.”

“Your wish is my command.” I kiss and lick a path down her throat, let my tongue toy with her nipple as I add a second finger and gently pick up the pace.

“Oh fuck. Yes!” She lets go of my wrist to fist the sheets, still stroking me. “Erii-hk.” Her voice trembles. “Fuck, I’m so close.”

A satisfied grin tugs at my lips. “Good. Kind of the point.” I keep the lazy rhythm, thumb brushing her clit with every thrust.

“Ah,” she breathes, staring at the ceiling as her entire body goes rigid and she sucks in a sharp breath, arching into me.

“Show me, babe,” I mumble, leaning my forehead against hers. “Love watching you fall apart. Come for me.”

She starts to tremble, her walls tightening around my fingers.

“Oh fuck,” she whispers, letting go of my cock to dig her fingertips into the small of my back. “Fuck Eri-hhk.”

Her eyebrows crease with pleasure, her cheeks turning the cutest shade of pink as she comes apart. Her walls swallow my fingers, cage them like they never want to let them go again, as she moans, entire body shaking with pleasure.

I keep going until her trembling subsides and she takes a deep breath, then keep my fingers still inside her, resting, waiting until she catches her breath. At least I want to. When she blindly searches the condom on the bed and pushes it against my chest once she finds it, I change my mind.

I take the hint and two breaths later I nudge my cock against her warm entrance.

Fuck, she’s so wet. So ready for me.

“Are you waiting for a written invitation?” she asks amused and blinks her eyes open.

Damn. I wish I could take a picture of her right now. Her eyes are glassy with pleasure, her face flush, and her hair sticks to her sweaty skin. She’s so beautiful like this, so beautiful when she’s all mine.

“Do I need one?” I arch my eyebrow and grin at her lazily.

“Fuck no.” The words dissolve into a moan as I slowly push inside. “Yessss. That’s what I’m talking about.”

“Well, if you can still talk, I’m doing something wrong,” I mumble. Her fingers tangle with my hair, then she abruptly pulls me down.

“What you’re doing wrong is that you’re not kissing me,” she whispers, staring at my lips.

“Well, I can fix that.” I capture her lips, my tongue nudging against hers, asking for entrance as I push in the rest of the way.

She’s a lot more relaxed than last time, so I immediately pick up a lazy rhythm, fucking her slowly and deliciously. Like I have all the time in the world.

Because she’s in love with me. And every second inside her feels like heaven on earth. With every whimper, every fingertip digging into my skin, every shaky breath she sucks in, I’m falling for her even more.

“Erik. Harder.” She sucks in a breath and drags her fingertips over my back, sending goosebumps all over my skin. “Almost there again,” she presses out.

Her hand wanders down her body, between her breasts, down her belly until it slides between us. Nope. I can’t have that. I close my fingers around her wrist and pin it to the mattress instead.

“Hands off. That’s my job.” I let go of it and she leaves her hand on the mattress, waiting for my thumb to find her clit. The moan falling from her lips when I draw lazy circles around it makes my cock jump inside her.