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“Nils,” she chokes out, tears welling in her eyes. “I lo—”

“Shhh.” I hold my index finger to her lips. “I know what you’re going to say, and my heart is bursting to hear it from you. But I want to be the one to say it first.”

She nods, and I move my finger from her lips so I can tell her, “I love you, Ellie Troy. You own my fucking heart and soul.”

“Nils, I love you too.” Tears stream down her cheeks, but I swipe them away with my thumbs.

She then murmurs more words that are a salve to my soul. “I love you, I love you, I love you.”

Our hearts and souls feel joined. There’s only one thing left to do to seal our love and our bond—join our bodies.

I can feel that she’s ready, so with one shift of my hips and a quick adjustment of my hard cock with my hand, that’s what we do.

Ellie

Nils loving me is everything I ever hoped it would be and more. He’s tender at the right times and rough and wild at others.

We’re insatiable too. We christen the bed, the floor, and, when I tell him about my fantasy of helping him in the shower, we end up in there, acting out everything I imagined…and more.

We spend the whole night in bed and the next morning too. We get some sleep, but not much.

That’s okay.

I feel amazing.

Around ten in the morning, Nils heads down to the kitchen, insisting that I stay.

A short while later, he brings me breakfast in bed, which is so freaking sweet. Buttered toast and orange juice on a wooden tray with enough to share and a little pink rose bud in a vase.

He apologizes, “I’m sorry the flower isn’t real.” He lies down next to me, propping up on one elbow.

“It’s perfect and beautiful,” I assure him as I sit up and lean back against the pillows. “I mean, it’s not like you had time to run out and buy flowers.”

“True.” With a mischievous smirk, he reaches under the covers, trailing his hand up my leg and curving in to my inner thigh. “You’ve kept me busy, babe.”

I let out a little gasp, warning him, “If you keep that up, you’ll be ‘busy’ again, and breakfast is going onto the back burner.”

“Fuck eating,” he growls as he lifts up and places the tray over on the nightstand. Rolling onto me, he says, “All I’m hungry for right now is more of you.”

Smoothing back my hair, he flutters kisses on my forehead, my cheeks, and my chin. Then he continues down my body, kissing between my breasts, over my stomach…until he’s between my legs, licking and sucking and devouring my pussy until I shudder and shake with the most mind-blowing orgasm yet.

That is until he moves up my body and gives me his cock.

Yeah, this is even better.

After this new round of loving, he props up the pillows next to me and, leaning back, tells me this time was the best for him too…so far.

“So far?” I scoff. “That was so fucking good. I really don’t know how much better it can get.”

“Stick with me, sweetheart,” he says, chuckling. “I’m always up for a challenge.”

Reaching over and placing my hand on his smooth chest, I say, “In all seriousness, I plan to stick with you through thick and thin.”

He sighs. “Babe…”

We decide to finally have our toast and juice.

Hell, we need some kind of sustenance.

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