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Tears brim his green eyes and it steals my breath. Freezes me on the spot. Thickens an emotional ball in my throat.
“Love you, Shell.”
My eyes sting as I look down at him, as I stroke his cheek with my knuckles. “Love you, Dev.”
His head dips beneath the sheet as his palms trail up the sides of my torso. His tongue paints the flesh between my thighs. Flicks my clit and licks up my center. Consumes me while his fingers toy with my nipples until I writhe beneath his talented tongue.
With my orgasm on his tongue and lips, he kisses his way up my body. Positions himself in the cradle of my hips. Crashes his lips to mine and kisses me fiercely. Rocks his hips forward and fills me fully. Our shared gasps echo off the walls.
And then our eyes lock. For a beat, we simply breathe each other in. Connect in the most primal way. He kisses me once, twice, three times before sucking my bottom lip between his. The simmering fire in his green irises burns brighter. Hotter. Fire that ignites every inch of my soul. Fire that arouses and stokes my love for this man.
Our bodies move in a synchronized rhythm. An incomparable rhythm. A rhythm that is only ours.
My legs hug his waist, ankles lock at his lower back. As he thrusts forward, my heels dig into his muscled glutes and drive him deeper. Harder. With each rock of his hips, I climb back up that peak. With each stroke of his bare cock, I cry out for more.
His hand drifts down the curve of my breast, my waist, my hip, then dips between us. Slowly, his thumb paints small circles over my clit.
My jaw slackens as my breaths stutter from my lips. One delicious stroke after another, he summons my orgasm from somewhere deep. His tongue traces my lower lip. Teeth nip my chin and along my jaw. He sucks my earlobe between his lips. Kisses and nibbles down the column of my throat. Wraps his lips around the flesh at my shoulder and sucks. Bites. Ravages. Hard and fast and desperate.
And it’s all too much.
A harsh growl spills from my lips as heat spreads up my chest, over my breasts and throat before hitting my cheeks. My legs shake as my body hugs Devlyn everywhere. And with one more rock of his hips, his orgasm fills me.
Sweat slicks our skin as our heavy breaths float through the room. His pulse pounds in his chest to the same beat as my own. My fingers trail up and down the sides of his spine before threading in his hair.
His lips kiss the spot on my shoulder where he sank his teeth in and imprinted my skin. One kiss at a time, he works his way to my lips. Our tongues twist and tangle and taste. Say I love you in ways our voices never will.
I will never get enough of his kisses. Never get enough of him.
He breaks the kiss and lifts slightly, bracketing me with his forearms. His fingers toy with strands of my hair as his greens lock onto my blues. One inhale after another, he breathes me in while I do the same.
I hadn’t anticipated how emotional sex would be. How all-consuming the act would feel. Sure, I expected it to be more than just a physical act—hence why I waited—but I never imagined feeling so much, so deeply, all at once.
With Devlyn, sex isn’t just something that happens with genitalia and lips and hands. It isn’t just something we do to reach physical euphoria. We make love with our bodies and hearts and souls. Connect on a deeper, more profound level. Give in to our deepest desires and share a piece of ourselves no one else will have.
Until him, I never understood the bond Cora and Gavin shared. Couldn’t grasp the devotion Jonas and Autumn felt. Was confounded by Micah and Peyton’s love after such a rocky history. And although I’d read countless romance novels, the concept of sex being more than a physical act left me baffled.
But I get it now. I understand.
Sex is more than a means to an end with Devlyn. I won’t deny loving the bliss of orgasm. Surely, Devlyn wouldn’t either. But it’s more than that.
It’s the way his fingers caress my body. The way his breath heats my skin. The way he whispers in my ear and tells me he loves me. More than that, it’s how his eyes lock with mine as our bodies come together. How his gaze penetrates deeper and captures my soul. Pumps the fist-sized organ in my chest and floods my veins with unconditional love.
Devlyn owns my heart, is the protector of my soul, and I wouldn’t want it any other way.
I comb my fingers through his damp strands and lift off the pillow to kiss him.
“Hungry?” he asks and I nod. “Take your time getting up. I’ll make breakfast.” He rocks back and I immediately miss the weight of him.
He kisses my forehead, then rises from the bed and grabs a pair of sweatpants. I stare after him without shame. Push up on my elbows and ogle his body as he slips on the pants. Watch his every movement as he pads across the room. Salivate as his muscles bunch and flex with each step. Clamp my thighs together as he ruffles his hair with his fingers. Lick and bite my bottom lip as a smile kicks up the corner of his lips.
He disappears into the bathroom to clean up and brush his teeth. I fall back onto the mattress, close my eyes, and breathe in the moment. Breathe in the scent of him and sex and love.
After a beat, he reappears and presses another kiss to my forehead. “Any requests?”
Countless breakfast foods flit through my head, but one continues to circle back. “French toast, please.”
“Powdered sugar?”
