Page 130 of Love Me

Nothing compares to our bodies united, our heartbeats aligning and beating as one. This is what I never want to miss, this passionate intimacy and endless need we share.

He bends from his waist, snaking his arms around my middle, and pulls me to him. My back is pressed to his chest. At this angle, I feel him even deeper inside me, branding me, possessing me from the inside out. And just when I thought it was impossible for sex to be even better, he proves to me it can. He kisses down my neck, nibbling on my ear.

“You’re killing me. This is so good.”

He wraps one hand around my throat, squeezing lightly.

“Your life is in my hand.”

“I trust you completely.”

“Perfect fucking answer.”

With the other hand, he tweaks my nipple before moving to the other. Sensations tear me apart while he builds me back together. It’s a cacophony of feels. Too much and not enough.

I look down as he pulls out and slides his cock between my pussy lips, already glistening with my juices. This image is so freaking erotic my thighs clench.

“Kaden…”

“Look at your greedy pussy wanting to suck me back in.”

“Don’t tease me.”

In one swift move, he’s back inside of me, slapping my pussy at the same time. I don’t see stars, but fireworks exploding.

He twists my nipple and I bite into his arm, body liquefying.

“Come on my cock. Flood me with your release.”

I do, crying out his name so loud he covers my mouth with his palm. My limbs feel like clay while he molds me into his.

He presses his lips on my temple. “I love you so fucking much. I need to see your beautiful eyes when I come.”

I turn in his arms with the last energy I possess and straddle him.

He lifts on his knees and lowers himself on his ass, holding me while pushing in and out of me. My arms lock around his neck, giving in to the sensual rhythm.

“One more. Give me one more, baby.”

I tingle everywhere. I might die from this all-consuming pleasure. With his lips on me, kissing me with unadulterated passion, his hands trailing up and down my body with sheer adulation, and his cock hitting all the right places with relentless abandon, I don’t stand a chance.

The orgasm rips through me again. My core vibrates. Bursts of colors flash before my eyes. I let myself fall straight into Rapture’s arms.

Kaden erupts inside of me, holding on to my trembling body.

“What have you done to me?”

A proud expression stretches over his features. “What I am supposed to do. Satisfy my woman.”

He scoops me up, carrying me to the shower, gently tending to me. There’s no one else for me, and no one could take his place.

I am drying myself, humming while I watch my husband showering. What a mouthwatering sight and only for my eyes, which makes me delirious with awe and pride. But then I hear my phone ringing and rush to answer it.

“Let’s have breakfast together,” my father says.

“On my way,” I reply.

Kaden leans against the door frame, a towel hanging low over his sculpted thighs, making me forget everything else for a moment. Saliva pools in my mouth. Those broad shoulders, trim waist, planes and ridges of muscles, he’s a gorgeous male sculpture. I pull myself together and stop ogling him.

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