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But is it worth it?
Is it worth everything bad that can happen to be with Ren?
I can’t tear my eyes away from him. He calls to every piece of me. Never have I felt like this, experienced this, wanted anything so badly.
What life is there for me if I run?
One without ren.
And right there is my answer.
I don’t want life without Ren. If it’s the end of me, then I’d rather spend it in his arms than alone and unloved.
“Yes.” My voice is choked full of emotion. “I’ll risk it all for you.”
The ring slips on my finger fast, because Ren’s lips slam onto mine. His kiss is hard, almost punishing, but I crave him. I want his touch, his mouth on every inch of my body. My hands fist his soft shirt, and I pull him down to me, my body on fire for him.
No more running.
I want him.
I want all of it.
Even if it kills me.
He lays me down gently, and words seem lost, like they are not enough. But we don’t need them. We let our bodies do the talking.
He kisses me deeply, our lips never part as he positions himself between my legs. His hands trail up my bare legs and under my dress. When his fingers find my lace panties, a growl deep in his throat tells me he can feel I’m already wet for him.
Tiny whimpers fall out of my mouth as he moves my panties to the side. Without breaking our kiss, he unzips his jeans and teases the tip of himself against me. My hands dig into his back, desperate for him to fill me. And he doesn’t deny me, he enters me slowly, inches at a time, stretching me in the most delicious way. My hands tangle in his hair, our lips never breaking contact as he fills me completely. The feeling of all of him is so good. Everything I want, and now it’s mine.
The sounds of our moans and heavy breathing fills the room. Then his mouth leaves mine, and he lays over me and our eyes lock. He starts to move, slowly at first, but then he begins to pick up the pace, never looking away.
He pulls out slightly, causing me to moan. Then he thrusts back inside, making me gasp as pleasure shoots through me. He does it again, and again. Each time hitting a spot that makes my toes curl. And he watches every moan, every gasp, every move I make as his own pleasure builds on his face. The way he moves, how he looks at me, I feel owned, yet free. I never wanted anything more than him. The friction between us increases and my orgasm builds. His hand grabs my hip and pulls me to him, thrusting deep and hard. He moves his hips in a circle and my eyes roll back.
I’m close.
So close.
My breath comes in quick, sharp bursts. My hands dig into his back, nails digging into his skin. Arching my neck into him, I bite his shoulder and a moan rips through me as the orgasm hits. He slams into me one more time and I feel him let go, filling me with his warmth.
He collapses on me, our muscles weak and out of breath. I tighten my legs around him and run my fingers through his hair. He rubs small circles on my hip with his thumb and I feel like I’m home.
In this one moment in time, everything is right, and I’m exactly where I should be.
27
Ren
Aweighthasbeenlifted from my shoulders, replaced with something I’ve never experienced and hard for me to describe. As soon as Lilly gave in to our relationship and chose me, something changed in her. Her walls came down, and the playful woman I fell in love with that would show it to others, gave it to me. Maybe because I spent most of the day either inside her or making her squirm with pleasure or some combination of the two, but whatever it was, I was in heaven. Lazy Sunday’s with my fiancé is now my favourite pastime.
My girl is a lot of things. A handful, beautiful, and challenging, but the one thing she isn’t, is closed off. Once I informed her family dinner had been moved and we didn’t have to host anyone, we had the whole day to ourselves. I struggled to keep my hands off her; every time I thought I was done, she’d smile, make me laugh or tease my cock until she was begging for more.
So, I let her rest for a while and went to the gym to do some training. Hours later, the door bursts open and Lilly storms into the room looking furious.
“Did you see this place?” She shoves her phone in front of my face, flashing a photo of the reception centre my father arranged for dinner.
“Yeah, it’s Alberto’s.” I do another rep on the bench press and enjoy her nose crinkle as she frowns. “Great food.”
