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“Don’t tell me it was an empty promise.”
Jesse walked into my space, confident in his advance. Every step he took forward, I mirrored and took one step back. We continued like this, eyes locked, until my back was pressed against the nearest wall.
“Is this really what you want?” he murmured against my cheek. He breathed me in slowly, strong hands sliding down my sides to settle on my hips. “Do you think you’ll be able to hold on?”
I circled his neck with my arms and kissed him deeply, tongue sweeping over his bottom lip. “I trust you.”
Without another word, he grabbed me by the thighs and hooked my legs around his waist, pressing into me slowly. He sheathed his cock within my walls, sliding in easily thanks to the hot arousal pooling between my legs. The angle set off a chain reaction, igniting sparks that arced from nerve to nerve, speeding all the way up my spine and into my skull where my thoughts swirled into one big explosion of color.
“Jesse,” I gasped his name into his mouth. “Oh,yes.”
“Feel good, angel?” he asked with a grunt, thrusting his hips against. The head of his cock swept past my sweet spot, making my core burn hotter and brighter with every pass.
“Yes, yes,yes. Right there, Jesse.”
“Love the sounds you make. So greedy for me.”
I dug my fingers into his muscular shoulders in search of stability. “Please, don’t stop. Fuck, you make me feel so good.”
“You’re getting so nice and tight around me. You must be pretty close.”
“I am. I really am.Oh—”
My walls fluttered around his hard cock as an orgasm rippled through me, a familiar warmth spreading through my body. Exhaustion took hold, sinking into my marrow. It was a good thing Jesse was strong enough for both of us, because I doubted I’d be able to hold on for much longer now that my bones were jelly.
I sighed, sated.
He kissed the corner of my mouth. “I’m not done playing with you, baby.”
Baby.
It was the first time he’d called me anything other than an angel. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t love it. It was sweet. It was sexy. It was just between us. He made me feel so safe and special that I was fairly certain I’d let him call me whatever he wanted and be fine with it.
Jesse carried me over to the bed and set me down. It was a wonderful feeling, being totally covered by his body. His kisses were gentler now. Sweeter. Like we had all the time in the world.
“Missed you,” he murmured against my cheek as he pressed back into me. His rhythm was a lot slower than before. Tender. Like he was telling me with his whole body just how much he cared. If he couldn’t quite put it to words, at least he couldshowme.
I ran my fingers through his hair, stroking the pad of my thumb across his cheek. “Missed you, too.”
When he pressed his forehead to mine, I closed my eyes, suddenly realizing just how in sync we were. Our breathing. The movement of our bodies. The soft caresses of exploratory touch. We moved as one unit, so in tune and on the same frequency that everything else in the world faded. It was just us, complete and full and so beautifully and wonderfully together.
I’d had a boyfriend or two in the past who tried to make love to me, as it were. But they were nothing compared to this. Nothing compared to Jesse. When I was with him, every question I had about the world suddenly had an answer. There was no right or wrong, just him and the safety of his arms. I felt nothing but an absolute oneness, a satisfying calm that I knew I’d never find anywhere else.
He was my one.
As easy as it would have been to spiral and worry about the future and what this all meant, I pushed the thoughts from my mind and focused solely on him. His smell, his taste, the way he always seemed to know where to touch me to drive me wild.
Jesse slipped a hand between us and rubbed his thumb over my clit, immediately sending me over the edge. I swallowed my scream of pleasure with a bruising kiss, one that left me dizzy and seeing stars.
“So nice and tight, baby,” he groaned. “You’re going to make me come.”
“Come for me,” I begged, voice barely a whisper. “I want to make you feel good. What do you need me to do?”
“Fuck, no, you’re perfect. Just— Can I go a bit harder?”
“Yes,” I breathed. “Please, Jesse, I want to feel you come.”
Now that he had my permission, Jesse’s pace quickened. His thrusts came faster, harder, the snap of his hips against mine ringing in my ear. He plunged into me, stretching me to my fullest. The drag of his cock inside me was punctuated with the wet slap of skin on skin and heavy panting. The mattress beneath us creaked in protest, but we didn’t care. He was too far gone, chasing the inevitable high.
