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Chuckling, he spreads my lips and the tip of his cock presses against my opening. “Your wish is my command.”
“That’s ri— Ahh….” I finish on a moan when he slides all the way home. “Oh God, that feels so good.”
He slides out then back in. On his inward slide, his thumb grazes my forbidden bud, and my breath stutters out. “It sure the fuck does.”
With him on his knees, he pumps in and out of me a few times before he lays his body against my back. His elbows are in the bed beside my shoulders, so not all his weight is on me.
While I can’t see his face when we make love like this—and I do love looking at his face—I still really enjoy this position because there are certain spots he always hits.
I bite down on the pillow to muffle my moans when a shot of pleasure zings through me. He does a series of short, but hard, thrusts before grinding his pelvis into my backside. The pleasure is too great, and it sends me over the edge. Trent groans in my ear when my walls clamp down on him, and a moment later, he jerks inside me as he finds his own release.
He stays on top of me for several seconds before he rolls to his side to face me.
“How in the hell is it that each time we make love it always feels better than the last? There has to be a limit, right?”
I smile. “You let me know if you ever find the answer, because it’s the same for me.”
Leaning forward, he settles his lips against mine for a leisurely kiss. I sigh into his mouth, loving the taste of him.
“We better get up now or we never will,” he says against my mouth.
Reluctantly, I roll to the edge of the bed and get to my feet. Trent watches me from the bed, his head propped up on his hand. Going to the bathroom, I do my business and brush my teeth. When I walk back out into the bedroom, Trent is still on the bed.
I give him a crooked smile as I head to the dresser to pull out some clothes. “I thought you were getting up.”
“I will in a minute.”
Grabbing a pair of comfortable leggings and a T-shirt, I carry them to the bed. His eyes are still on me.
“What are you doing?” I ask with a laugh.
“Watching you.”
“I know.” I wrinkle my nose at him before putting on my bra. “It’s weird. Stop doing it.”
Trent rolls to the side of the bed I’m closest to as I slip my panties on. Reaching out, he loops his finger inside the band and tugs me until my thighs hit the mattress. Sitting up with his feet to the floor, I’m now standing between his legs.
“You can’t ask me to stop watching you.”
I run my fingers through his hair, tilting my head to the side. “And why not?”
“Because it’s like asking a starving man to not eat the steak sitting in front of him. It’s cruel and unusual.”
A snort slips past my lips. “That’s a load of crap. I’m just me. Nothing special. Well, I mean I know I’m special to you. But you see the same old me every day.”
His pulls me so close his chin rests against my sternum as he looks up at me. “There is nothing same old about you, Ally. Every time I look at you, it’s like looking at the most exquisite being I’ve ever seen. You really have no idea what you do to my senses and how special you are to everyone you meet.”
“Trent,” I whisper, my stomach flipping at his sweet words.
Lifting his head, he places a kiss over my heart. Trent really is the sweetest man I’ve ever met, and I’m one lucky woman for him to have picked me to spend his life with.
He pats my bottom and lets me go. “Go get dressed. We need to get you to your appointment.”
It’s my turn to watch him for a few minutes while he walks to the closet and pulls a pair of jeans from a hanger. I sigh wistfully, wishing it was the weekend and we could lounge in bed all day.
Once back in the bathroom, I stand in front of the mirror and pick up my brush. I tip my head to the side, letting my long, thick mass of hair fall over my shoulder so it’s easier to brush. Starting at the bottom, I slowly work my way up.
Dread seeps into my bones when I pull the brush away and a big clump of hair sticks to the bristles. Losing my hair isn’t anything new. It’s not even one of the worst side effects. But it still makes my situation even more real. I was expecting it, but seeing it happening again brings back old memories of when I was sick before.
