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He withdrew his fingers with an aching slowness and in moments had sheathed himself and replaced them with his cock. It had only been a matter of hours since their last, but she had longed for this, would have begged. Screw waiting sixteen hours until they landed. She needed this.
The slow grind of his hips against hers quickened. She gripped his shoulders with all her strength, trying to keep up with his frantic pace. His cock fit her as perfectly as a missing puzzle piece. It was phenomenal, essential. Mindless with bliss, she sank her teeth into the soft skin of his neck.
“I love you so much,” he said on a groan.
In that moment, his love spread out around them like a tangible blanket, and her final guard dropped away. She could see with perfect clarity that Xavier loved her. Her, Emily, just as she was. Without all the costumes, and barriers, and secrets. He’d seen the real her behind all the stupid charades and hadn’t been frightened away. Far from it. He’d told her how he’d felt so many times in the past few days it had almost begun to lose its edge.
Each time she hadn’t been able to reply. Hadn’t been ready. Hadn’t been brave enough. He’d given her courage. It was time she used it, not just for herself but for him. Were there any risks he hadn’t yet taken for her? It was time she did the same.
She made sure to look him straight in the eye, wanting him to see every inch of the need, want, and passion she felt for him.
“I love you, too.” Her voice cracked on the last word, more from amazement than any other emotion.
He froze, his urgent pounding ceasing as her pussy continued to clench around him. Unable to stop herself, she was too close to her orgasm to do the same. She grabbed his arms as she tumbled over the edge. Her cry of release was muffled against his shoulder. After a moment, her eyes sought his.
“Xav, what’s wrong?”
“What did you say?”
The flicker of surprise in his voice cut her to the bone. She should have said it sooner, much sooner. Maybe she’d left it too late. She squirmed under his focused gaze. Though he’d already said it a million times, once more wasn’t out of the question, surely? Maybe she needed to be a bit clearer. She owed him that much. Besides this was no time to sit around drooling over how freakin’ hot he was. The man was a god, who held her heart in his gentle lifesaver’s hands.
“I said I love you. Madly, completely, deeply, profoundly, and any otherly.You’ve been so patient, but you’ve set me free. Finally, I know who I am, and I can live my own life. More than anything else, I want you in it. Your love for me means more than my job, my family, my—”
“Say it again,” he demanded.
She smiled. “I love you.”
Nothing happened. No fireworks, no parade, no tickertape, not even a siren, just a beaming smile from the man she loved. Every last reservation she’d had about sharing her heart with him slid from her shoulders and an entirely different swirl of emotions gripped her stomach. The emotion shining from his eyes was almost too raw to look at directly. She hid her face at his shoulder.
“Anyway, I’m glad we had this chat,” she mumbled.
His hands squeezed her waist. “That’s it? You’re never going to say it again?”
“Do I have to?” She loved playing with him, in every way.
“Yeah, yeah, you do. All the time, every hour of the day. Whenever I ask you, you say it back. Again, and again, and again. Every day. That’s how this works. It’s a thing. I will never get tired of hearing you say that, so you’d better start getting used to it.”
Ah, man, that grin. It undid her every time.
“Well, I haven’t had a whole lot of experience in that, so it looks like that’s something else you’ll have to teach me.”
His grin became a smoulder. “I think I can handle that. Let’s start with some positive reinforcement. Say it again.”
“I lo-ohhhh…”
He moved his cock slowly in and out, beaming his stellar smile. “Say it for me, Em. Say it again.”
Her hand trembled a little as she laid it over his heart and looked into his eyes. “I love you, Xavier. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you,” she whispered over and over.
With each word, his pace quickened until he was pounding her in tiny little thrusts designed to drive her out of her mind. Her second orgasm built as quickly as the first, crashing over her while he buried himself inside her. Not for a second would he let her look away, not even as he grunted his own exquisite release.
“Em, I love you, too.”
Her breath hitched with her heart suddenly too big for her chest. This man was truly hers. It seemed too good to be true. The thought ricocheted around the tiny restroom.
This man is mine.
She examined the sentence from every angle. Examined herself for signs of panic and the need to run and hide.
