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“I need you,” I said through my thin breaths. A whimper scraping up my throat when he pressed a slow, open-mouthed kiss to my sensitive clit before moving away.
Blue eyes all fire and need as he dipped down to press another kiss to my stomach before pushing off the bed. Stare never drifting from mine as he removed his jeans and boxer briefs until he was standing there before me.
By some miracle,whole. Muscles rippling beneath all those colorful tattoos as he drew his hand up and down his long length. Movements still slow and measured when he knelt on the bed again and pulled me into his strong hold.
One arm rested against the comforter while the other brought my hips off the bed as he settled between my thighs. His thick cock sliding against me and promising me with what was still to come.
“God, please,” I whispered when he pressed against my entrance, his body trembling with the restraint it clearly took to stay there.
Right there.
At the precipice of ecstasy.
Keeping both of us from what our bodies were craving as he moved his lips over my jaw and to my own. Pressing a slow, teasing kiss there as he gave just the slightest bit. A knowing smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth at the whimper that left me.
“That sound, Scar,” he muttered as he began inching in. Taking his time. Drawing out this torturous pleasure until he was seated to the hilt. “I need you always.”
I swallowed the moan that built in my throat when he pulled out, only to push back in. Again and again. Driving me out of my mind as he increased his speed until one of his hands dropped to my hip. Gripping tight and telling me exactly what he was about to do.
But just when I expected him to slam into me, hard and fast, he stilled.
I focused on his icy-blue eyes, but the question on my tongue faded to nothing at all the intensity I found there.
The love.
The certainty.
The need.
“My mind’s a chaotic war of blank spaces and false memories and a life I desperately want to know,” he began, voice a rough confession. “But in everything, there’s you. It’ll always be you.”
I pressed my hand to his chest instinctively as my own heart began wildly slamming against my ribs and felt the same erratic beating against my palm. “Chase—”
“Marry me,” he pled. “Marry who I was. Marry who I am. Just so long as I’ll get the chance to do this with you forever.”
A stunned breath fled from me. “Are you serious—of course I’ll marry you,” I said, stumbling over the words before I crushed my mouth to his. “Like that was ever in question?”
“Scar...” He slanted his head before claiming my mouth for another kiss. This one all soft lips and slow, teasing tongues before he said, “With the shit I’ve put you through the last month alone? Yeah, it was in question.”
“Not for me,” I said resolutely.
He drew the side of his nose along mine until they were barely touching. Until he was looking down at me in a way I knew I would never forget. Because it was old and it was new, but the love there was so profound, it had chills rising on my skin.
“You consume me,” he muttered before claimingme.
Hard.
Fast.
Drawing a cry of surprise and pleasure from me that faded into a hushed moan when he did it again. And it was all I could do to match him thrust for thrust as he drove into me with carnal abandon. To hold on when he forced me into another orgasm so sudden and unexpected. To make sure he felt my absolute love and need for him as he loved me. Fucked me. Made me his in this all-new way.
Hard and savage. Slow and sensual.
Perfect.
I gripped him tighter when he stilled above me, his body tensing and muscles trembling as he poured his release inside me and stole the remaining pieces of my soul.
Because this wasn’t just us coming together emotionally and physically and falling in love. This wasn’t just Chase asking me to marry him.
