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“What did you say?”
“What?” I ran through my words, trying to figure out if I’d said something wrong. It wouldn’t be the first time, I often talked myself into a corner.
“You said my selflessness is one reason youloveme.”
I nodded slowly. “You’re incredibly selfless, you’re—”
“You love me?”
I let out a breath. This part was easier than I thought it would be—the words came without me thinking about it.
“Nylah, I’ve loved you for a long time. We grew up together. You’ve been a part of my life for as long as I can remember.”
“You love me like a sister,” she said softly.
“No.” I reached for her. I cupped her cheek. “Not like a sister at all. What I want to do to you…”
I pulled into her and kissed her. There was no way I could explain how I felt about her, what she meant to me. I didn’t know how to tell her that, so I would show her.
Nylah moaned into my mouth when I kissed her, and I pulled her onto the fur rug with me. Her body pressed up against mine and my cock grew thick in my pants, hard, eager. I wanted her. I wanted to be as close to her as I could get, buried inside of her. I wanted to make her mine in all the ways I knew how.
My hands roamed her body, and Nylah gasped as I cupped her breasts, kneaded them. This time, instead of ripping her dress, I removed it with care, slowly pulling the thin fabric over her head. I couldn’t tear up every piece of clothing she owned, although I would have loved to.
I wanted her naked as often as I could. She was glorious, and I could get lost in every inch of her. I would never get tired of her.
After I’d removed her dress, she pulled my shirt up and over my head. She kissed her way onto my torso, and I groaned. The touch of her small hands on my chest and her lips on my skin were enough to drive me wild, and I really had to hold back so that I didn’t grab her, pin her down, and fuck her.
Nylah worked her way down my chest. I shivered, my muscles contracted with pleasure as she worked down my abs. I jerked when her kisses tickled, and it turned into a groan when she undid my pants and worked them over my hips.
She planted kisses over my hips, on my thighs, and my hard cock twitched, eager for her touch.
I sucked a breath through my teeth and groaned when she closed her hot mouth over the head of my cock, wrapping her fingers around my shaft at the same time.
She bobbed her head up and down, stroking me in and out of her mouth. I curled forward, and she cupped my balls in one hand. She massaged me while she sucked me, and I exhaled audibly, getting closer to orgasm.
When I got too close, she pulled back. She knew how to read me, and I loved that about her. We were completely in sync. She knew what I wanted without me putting it to words. It was like when we’d healed Deron together; Nylah mirrored me, and we moved in perfect unison, coming together as if we’d been made to fit together like two puzzle pieces all along.
I grabbed her and flipped her over onto the rug next to me. Her foot narrowly missed the tray of food.
I parted her legs with my hand, and she gave herself to me. Her eyes, a swirling amber, held entire worlds in them, and her parted lips made me want to suck on them, to nibble her lower lip and taste her cries of pleasure.
Her perfectly smooth skin had turned to blush on her breasts, the flush of pure need showing itself. Her nipples were tight, and her eyes pleaded for more, even though she didn’t say the words.
I rested my hand on her thigh. Nylah opened her legs for me, inviting me in, and I plunged my fingers into her entrance. She was drenched, a confirmation that she was ready for me, that she desired me as much as I desired her. I positioned myself over her body, my cock at her entrance, and I planted a kiss on her mouth before I pushed into her.
She cried out and grabbed onto my arms.
I moved slowly at first, making sure she was ready for me, before I picked up my pace. I pounded into her, and she felt incredible. Her pussy was tight around my cock, and I felt her jerking, her muscles contracting, as I hammered into her. Judging by her breathing, I pushed her closer and closer to the edge.
I was close, too, but I didn’t want it to be over just yet.
Nylah fell apart, orgasming beneath me, and her body clamped down on my cock, tightening around me. I grunted, holding back. I wanted nothing more than to empty myself inside of her.
I paused, waiting for her to recover, before I flipped her over. She leaned against the couch, and I positioned myself behind her. She bent forward over the couch, and it was so hot, when I pushed into her, I was sure I would lose it right then and there.
Nylah was a lot of things, and I loved her for all of them. She was powerful, confident, and commanding in her own way. She was a force to be reckoned with, but behind closed doors, she was a different being—as submissive as she was confident, as soft and sensual as she was commanding and powerful.
I loved it.
