Page 44 of Reminders of Her


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“I—I’m not pushing you away.”I almost stammer, the words tumbling out of my mouth like a confession.“It’s just ...you trust me.I need you just as much as I need my next breath.I—God, I need to keep kissing you.”

The smile she gives me makes my chest swell.“I know what you and San do with each other.You have sex, you love one another.And I want that too.I really do—with both of you.”She turns red after this act of boldness.She mumbles something else, and her voice is so low I can barely hear her.The only words I can make out are, “I want you.”

And she can have me.

The truth is, I stand ready to hand her the world on a silver platter, ready to pluck the moon from the sky, command the sun to bow at her feet, and even give her the entire universe if that’s what will make her happy.If she wants this, I’ll give it to her.I’ll give myself to her.

Pulling her close, I brush my lips against the delicate shell of her ear, the soft whisper of my question slipping into the silence between us.“Are you sure about this?”

She tilts her head, and a slow smile graces her lips.“One hundred percent,” she assures me.

Lifting her chin, I lean in to plant a soft, lingering kiss on her dewy lips.I take her hand, pulling her toward the bed.Imagining her sprawled out, tangled in the sheets, sends a shudder of anticipation down my spine.

I want to devour her, yet savor every moment.She deserves perfection.I don’t know if I can make that happen, but I’ll do my damn fucking best to deliver it.

This has to be slow.It’s her first time, and I want to make it good.The best.Claiming her mouth, I kiss her with languid intent, parting her lips with my tongue and pushing it inside so our mouths can dance again.

My fingers weave through the silk of her hair as my other hand ventures to the curve of her ass, pulling her closer to me.My hard length throbs with need, wanting to rush this, but I stop myself.

We begin to undress each other.She tugs my shirt.I bend over so she can reach above my head.My lips miss her when our mouths lose contact.Quickly, I help her get rid of her tank top and her bralette.The sight of her perfect breasts has me releasing a ragged breath.They are perky.Her nipples are hard, and my hands reach out, feeling the softness of her curves.

I bury my face in the crook of her neck, pressing a trail of kisses down her throat and nibbling the skin between her cleavage.

My hands push down her tiny shorts.Her panties are soaking wet, and I’m surprised by her boldness as she mirrors my actions.We’re both ready to claim each other, surrender and become one.To create music from within her soul and mine.

Her fingertips map the contours of my muscles, the explorative touches sending a pulse of warmth straight to my heart, echoed by the stirring in my cock.

I motion her to the edge of the bed, then capture her lips in a gentle dance, nipping at her bottom lip playfully before releasing her.I kneel before her, her legs parting like an invitation to her already glistening pussy.My mouth takes over, tasting her divine sweetness.

The urge to consume her intensifies, yet I slow myself down, knowing that this has to be more than just sex.I’m making love to her, handing her my heart, and this has to be unforgettable for both of us.

I lick and suck her tender flesh, pushing a finger inside her tight entrance.The delicious sensation of her tightening around my fingers almost makes me come.It’s so fucking hard to control the urge to just slide my cock inside.Too fucking hard.

“You feel so good,” I groan, lost in the sensation, lapping her slowly.

“Grey,” she moans.The sound sending shivers down my spine as she grinds against my mouth.Another finger joins the first, and I increase the pace, wanting her to come all over my hand.It doesn’t take long for her body to tighten around my fingers, her cries filling the room, turning my name into a plea—or perhaps a prayer.

I stand up and retrieve a condom from San’s luggage, her eager eyes following my every move as I roll it onto my throbbing length.

Nestling between her thighs, I ask again, “Are you sure about this?”

Her nod is all the affirmation I need.With painstaking care, I enter her tight heat, our gazes locked as I move inch-by-inch within her.Everything around me disappears.The world stops, and I can barely breathe when I’m finally all the way inside her.It’s an indescribable sensation—fulfilling yet yearning for more, utterly consuming.

Within the fast thump of a heartbeat, our eyes meet, sparking a storm of feelings that twine together, crafting a narrative of bare vulnerability.A lone tear traces a path down her delicate cheek.

“Did I hurt you?”I ask before I move.

She gifts me a smile that speaks volumes of her love for me.“It hurt a little, but this is a happy tear.I love you.I don’t think you understand how much I love you.My heart knows that I’ll love you forever.”

At this moment, our souls merge, lost in a unique dance, as I gently roll my hips in and out.We find our rhythm as we find us becoming one soul.I slide a hand between us, wanting to ensure she comes with me.I want us to explode into a million molecules at the same time.

Her hips begin to move with me.She’s seeking release just like I do.Our mouths meld together, and we kiss as we continue making love until the weight in my spine and the heaviness in my core push through me and I explode.Her screams echo through the room as the pulsating heat of her body clenches around me, coaxing my release with a primal roar.

It feels like the birth of a new universe, the aftermath of a euphoric big bang.We’ve created a new galaxy, and it’s ours.We only need San to complete us.

ChapterThirty-Three

Sanford

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