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My answer was to pull off my long-sleeve pajama top, my bare breasts bouncing with the movement. I’d say the cool air budded my nipples, but they were already tight with arousal.
Forde’s features strained as his dark eyes turned almost black. I could feel how hard he was beneath my arse.
I sat up on my knees to push down my pajama bottoms and underwear, maneuvering one leg and then the other to get them off.
Forde strummed his fingers over my clit and sucked in a breath at how wet he found me. “What were you thinking about while I was sleeping?”
I brushed my mouth over his. “Let me show you.”
Easing up on my knees, I lowered myself over him, moaning at the perfect thickness of him pushing inside me.
“Baby,” he groaned as he gripped my hips, his lips on my throat. I sighed, arching into the trail of wet kisses that journeyed to my breasts. He covered my left nipple with his hot mouth and pulled.
As Forde lavished attention on my sensitive breasts, I rode him slowly, tenderly, drawing out the intimacy, the connection. Soon, however, the tension coiling low and deep began to tighten, tighten, tighten … until I was gasping, panting, the pleasure on the precipice of ecstasy.
“Come, baby,” Forde commanded quietly as his hips flexed beneath me. “Take what you need.”
“I need you,” I gasped, curling my arms around his neck to draw him closer as I neared climax. Forde banded his arms around my back, our chests crushed together as our lips met and my control shattered.
I rocked my hips harder over his, my cries filling the bedroom as I climbed toward orgasm.
Our eyes met and the overwhelming love I saw in Forde’s was my undoing. I broke apart, my inner muscles clenching in dramatic throbs around his cock. Forde’s fingers dug into my back as his hips stiffened beneath mine and he let out a deep, hoarse sound of release as he came inside me.
Continuing to ride him through the aftershocks with a gentle rock of my hips, I cupped his handsome face in my hands. My heart raced from the beautiful lovemaking but also because of what I was about to confess. I drew up my courage to give him what we both needed. “I love you, Forde.”
He froze, nostrils flaring.
“I’ve loved you since our first summer together as children.” I smiled as tears wet my eyes. “And I don’t want another day to pass without you knowing that it’s always been you for me. Only you. Always you.”
Forde’s eyes glistened as he reached up to catch one of my tears with his thumb. “In my darkest moments, you’ve been the one person who kept me … who kept me moored when it could have been so easy for me to be blown adrift. To fucking capsize under the weight of shame that wasn’t mine. You’ve always been that person for me. I’ve always loved you.” He swiped away another tear. “And since the night of my twenty-first birthday, I’ve been in love with you. Always you. I’m sorry it took me so long to admit it.”
“No more sorries,” I whispered, overwhelmed by his beautiful words. “We’re looking forward, not back. I love you and you love me and that’s all that matters now.”
Forde let out a shuddering sigh, his expression filled with an awe that made me feel so special. “You are the most outstanding person I’ve ever known.”
“Outstanding?” I grinned and wriggled over him like a pleased puppy.
He laughed softly. “Aye, outstanding. Phenomenal. Extraordinary.” His hands coasted down my bare back to squeeze my arse. “And the most spectacular lay I’ve ever had.”
I slapped his chest with a huff. “You had to ruin it!”
“Hey, that is the highest of compliments.” Forde grabbed at my arms as I tried to wriggle off him in a pretend strop.
Instead, I found myself flat on my back, pinned to the bed as Forde grinned above me. “Now tell me I’m a spectacular lay.” He cocked his ear toward me, and I tried not to laugh. “I’m waiting.”
“Isn’t it enough that I love you?”
Forde made a comical squeak of indignation.
“I’m kidding!” I untangled my legs so I could wrap them around his hips and draw him down over me.
His eyes flared. “Anyone ever tell you that you have very strong thighs?”
“Mmm …” I pushed up against his hold on my wrists, but Forde only held me down harder. My belly swooped low and deep. “Are you just going to stare at me all day or are you going to prove you’re a spectacular lay?”
His teeth flashed with a feral grin. “Tell me first, then I might eat your pussy for breakfast.”
My clit throbbed. “Dirty boy.”
