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He smiles up at me.
“I love watching you come for me, baby. Only for me. You’re mine,” he spreads my legs and enters me, slowly, passionately.
I love how he groans every time he enters me, as if that first thrust is the best feeling he’s ever had. He holds my face in his hands and makes love to me with every part of him, even his eyes,“I’m so in love with you, Stella. Please don’t leave me. I need you.”
“I love you too.”
He thrusts faster and faster. He leans down and kisses me as I come again, shattering all around him. I love when he’s inside of me, possessing my body, making it his. I feel him clenching his muscles. I see it on his handsome face. I love it so much. He stares into my eyes and calls my name, “STELLA!”
There is no better sound. Knowing that I do to him what he does to me is intoxicating. He pulls out of me and lies beside me, pulling me into his arms.
We lay there for a while, watching the sunset. It’s really breathtaking.
“Marry me Stella.”
“Jamie.”
“I’m going to keep asking until you say yes.”
“I’m not the marrying kind, anyway.”
“Yes, you are. I want to spend every day on this earth with you.”
I can’t imagine my life without him. I also can’t imagine any way to make this work. I don’t want to move here. He doesn’t want to be in New York. Eventually, this book will be done and decisions will need to be made. It won’t be a choice. It will have to be over. It’s been wonderful living in the light, but I will have to go back to the darkness.
I climb on top of him, “I love you, Jamie.”
A tear rolls down my cheek.
He stares at me in wonder.
I sit on top of his cock and feel him stiffen beneath me. I lowered myself onto him. I moan and throw my head back.
“Jesus Stella. You’re amazing.”
I started gradually, but picked up my pace. He moaned.
He reached out and grabbed my breasts. Slowly, he slid his hands down my body to my hips. He dug his fingers into my hips as I came.
I cry out while shaking uncontrollably, clenching around his cock. “JAMIE…God…JAMIE!”
He takes my hips and moves me up and down, slamming into me. I ran my hands down his chest.
I’m rewarded with him, filling me with his warmth.
We made love over and over. I fell asleep in his arms. We never made it to his bedroom. This was perfect. What’s a word for more than perfect? I don’t know, but that’s what it was. I woke up laying on top of him, my skin touching his, hearing his heartbeat. I wake up in the middle of the night and notice him staring at me.
“Do you want to go to bed?” he said.
“I want you to make me scream your name.”
“Fuck, I love your sexual appetite.”
“What are you going to do with me, Jamie?”
“I want to take you inside so I can christen my house.”
“Christen? You’ve never had sex in your house?”
