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I lift our entwined hands, look into his eyes and hope he sees I’m telling him all that’s in my heart. “Look, I’m not… not one of the pretty girls that normally surround you. I’m shy, and insecure, and I don’t think I’m particularly pretty, but you make me feel confident. When you say you want me, I believe you.”
“And you should. You’re the prettiest. You’re perfect, CosieCat.”
“I love you. I mean it, more than anything I’ve ever said in my life.” I smile. “I told Steve, my ex, that. Told him I have you, and you’re all I need. And trust me when I say I never felt anything for him. I thought I knew love, but I was wrong. Never felt the way I feel about you.”
His lashes lower, a grin spreading on his face. “You’re my girl. Say it.”
“I’m your girl,” I whisper, and I mean it. “I’m yours.”
A growl escapes him, and he tugs on me until I’m in his arms. He crushes me to his bare chest, against his hard-thumping heart, against his need, laid bare for me to see and touch.
Then he lays me down and climbs between my legs. He says nothing else, focused on ripping away the rest of my clothes and getting inside me. It’s strangely quiet, the only sound our panting breaths, his grunt as he thrusts inside me, my moan as he bends over me and starts fucking me.
No, making love to me. Hard and rough love, but love nevertheless. It was love all along. He’s right, he could never hide what he felt, I just couldn’t see it, mired in insecurity—and though he actually hasn’t said the exact words, I know. Now I know.
Now I’m sure.
His lips brush over mine, soft where his body is hard, gentle where his cock slams into me and then pulls out only to slam back home.
“Mine,” he breathes against my mouth, golden hair falling in his eyes. “Mine. My girl.”
“Yes,” I whisper. “Yes.”
I want him to take me, mark me, own me.
Cheeks flushed, eyes gone to midnight blue under those pale lashes, he’s so beautiful my heart turns over. He’s the guy who stood by my side when my sister needed help, who told me I’m pretty until I believed it, who took me to meet his family when I felt alone.
A groan rumbles through his chest. He lies more heavily over my body, pushes deeper into me, making me gasp as nerve endings light up and sweet pressure in my belly coils more tightly.
So close. So close to coming apart.
“More,” I whisper, “More…”
“All,” he grunts, “all of me,” and lifts one of my legs to shove inside as deep as possible, that massive cock filling me up until there’s nowhere to go, nowhere but take it, let him inside.
All of him. There’s a lot of him to take, but he’s exactly what I want, who I love.
His body trembles, muscles working and rippling in his chest, in his arms as he rocks faster, his cock dragging inside my pussy, making me cry out.
His face tightens in a grimace that’s akin to pain. “Cos,” he gasps my name. He grips my leg, lifting it higher, his thrusts hard and fast, rubbing me in just the right way. His mouth falls open, and he produces a tortured moan that I feel in my bones.
And oh God… I’m coming, clenching around his thick length. We come together, his moans mingling with mine, the heat of his cum making me clench harder, and we writhe on the bed, gasping and grasping at each other.
Drowning.
Surfacing.
Diving into pleasure again, with every shift of his cock inside me, skin sliding on warm skin, his scorching mouth moving on mine.
“I could stay here forever,” he breathes.
“We’d need to get up and eat,” I mutter, and gasp as he thrusts lightly inside me with his half-hard cock.
“Fuck eating.” He chuckles, then it’s his turn to gasp. “Oh shit, do that again.”
Not like I can help it, tightening around his cock with the aftershocks of my release, and he moans brokenly.
He’s hardening again.
