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But the sun is rising, the household stirring, and the birds are singing. It would be the perfect fairytale if my stomach wasn’t knotting in fear. I let out a long heavy conceding sigh and Ren’s fingers stop their gentle tracing.
“What is it, beautiful?” he asks.
“Today’s the day,” I say, already feeling the heartache of losing everything again.
As I sit up in his arms, I look down at his perfectly sculpted chest and his strong muscles. He’s so sexy, so beautiful, and so mine. I trace my fingers over his chiseled abs, he shivers and I love that I can affect him this way. The thought that this could be it for us hurts more than I can possibly describe, that all I want is to be with him one last time, but he snatches a hold of my wrist, stopping me from taking things further.
“I need you to do something for me,” he says, and I see a dark fire in his eyes.
I will do anything for him, so I nod my head.
“I won’t last today if you keep looking at me like it’s the last time.”
The last thing I want to do is make it harder for Ren, distract him, or make him worry.
“I’m sorry.” I start to move away, but he pulls me back against him.
“Don’t be sorry. I know you’re scared, baby, but you are safe. No one is getting in this house. And if something comes up, I will deal with it. We are in this together, yeah?”
“Yeah.” I choke back the tears, the overwhelming feelings of gratitude, and a smile pulls at my lips.
“And tomorrow…” He leans down and presses a soft kiss against my lips. “When you wake up…” He kisses me again, longer and deeper. “You will wake up to me.”
This time I kiss him and move to slide my body onto his, but he’s quick to flip me over, forcing me onto my back and towering over me, stroking my hair away from my face.
“Lilly baby, I love you, but I am not gonna fuck you today. Tomorrow morning on the other hand…” He has a devilish smirk on his lips, but his eyes are blazing with emotion.
My heart stops beating, and I stop breathing, or so it feels like it.
Ren loves me.
My brain hasn’t had a chance to process it before his lips are on mine again. He slips his hand between my legs, and his fingers trail upward until they brush against my wetness.
“I’m going to wake you with my face buried right here.” He presses his fingers harder against me and I moan. “So tomorrow when I’m buried inside you. It won’t feel like the last time, but the beginning.”
He kisses me again, his fingers stroking and teasing me. I’m completely lost in his words, his touch, his kiss, that I lose the ability to speak. The emotions I’m feeling are so overwhelming I get lost in the pleasure building inside me. Then he picks up the pace, his fingers circling my clit and I moan, arching my back, and gripping the sheets.
It’s like I’m falling. No, I have already fallen, and Ren has caught me.
He picks up the pace, and I feel my orgasm crashing towards me as he continues to kiss me. I come apart, shattering around his fingers, my body shaking and writhing under the waves of pleasure. He groans, then slows his strokes, letting my body relax before he gently pulls his hand away and kisses me gently.
“Take your time. I will be downstairs when you are ready.” He crawls off me, and he is gone, leaving me in a puddle of afterglow and love.
I lay there for a few minutes, staring at the ceiling, my mind spinning with emotions and Ren’s words while he dresses in his suit.
He loves me.
I never thought I would find love, never dreamed I would find it after Sergei, but I had just never met Ren.
There is no question about it, my heart belongs to him and the thought of never seeing him again will shatter it forever.
“I love you, too.” My stomach drops and my voice has never been this vulnerable.
He freezes with his back to me just as he’s about to leave the room. The air between us suddenly feels heavy, and my heart is caught in my throat. Then, he slowly turns and his piercing eyes lock on me, burning a hole into me. He stares at me for what feels like an eternity, then walks, more like prowls toward me with determined strides, capturing my face in his hands and slamming his mouth onto mine. His kiss is hard, possessive, and everything. His tongue pushes into my mouth, taking everything I am and returning it back to me tenfold.
He pulls away, his eyes roaming my face and his thumb caressing my swollen lips. “There is no turning back.”
“No turning back,” I agree breathlessly.
