Page 65 of Make You Mine

She took a step back, her eyes never leaving mine, the air seemed to hum with the electricity between us as she smiled, tender and inviting.

I reached out, my fingers tracing the curve of her cheek, and she leaned into my touch. Her eyes closed as she inhaled softly, and I pulled her close again as we stood there, wrapped in the silence. Her breath was warm against my neck, and the steady beat of her heart matched my own.

“I want you so much,” I whispered. “All of you, Piper.”

Her eyes met mine, filled with an earnestness that took my breath away. “I want you too, but I don’t know how to do this with you, Ren. I don’t know how to feel this way anymore without being afraid that I’ll lose it.”

“Just be with me tonight, no pressure, no expectations. You don’t have to be afraid. Let me make you mine so I can finally be yours.”

“I want to be yours, so much. Please. Yes, Ren.”

It was like I’d been unleashed. I’d wanted her for so long, the wordyes, uttered from her beautiful lips, detonated something inside of me. I stared at her, biting my lip as I decided where to begin.

I leaned in, our lips meeting in a slow kiss that seemed to last for an eternity. The taste of her lips, the feel of her body pressing against mine, was everything I had ever wanted.

We moved toward the bed, the moonlight casting a silvery glow across the room.

She reached out, loosening my tie and slipping it over my head, then our clothes fell away piece by piece until there was nothing between us but the heat of our bare skin and the pounding of our hearts.

“I’ve dreamed of this,” I groaned. “Every fucking night.” I slanted my head to kiss her deeper as I boosted her up with my hands on her ass, smiling against her open mouth when her legs wound my waist. “I’ll never get enough of you. Ever.”

“Good. I’ve thought of this. Being with you. More than I want to admit. There are condoms in the drawer. No more waiting. I want you now.” I let her go, groaning as she slid down my body until her feet touched the floor.

Opening the bedside table drawer, I grabbed one, spotting all the toys that had spilled all over the floor the other night. “Almost forgot about those.” I chuckled.

She shrugged, with a sexy little smile decorating her pretty face. “Next time,” she murmured. “All I want right now is you.”

I bent, sliding my lips down the delicate column of her throat, my hands at her waist, pushing her backward until her legs met the mattress and she fell to her back.

Her open arms beckoned me, I sheathed myself then joined her, covering her body with mine. Inhaling a sharp breath as her legs fell to the sides and my cock rubbed against her wet heat.

I slid inside her, moving with deep strokes, hard and slow, smiling into her neck when she arched into me and wrapped a leg around my back.

“Tell me what you want.” My voice was gravel. I couldn’t think. I could only feel. This is where I belonged, buried deep inside her, making her mine.

“This. Just like this. Don’t stop,” she moaned in my ear.

Then we were silent, speaking with sighs and moans, her hands running up and down my back and my thumb rubbing circles around her clit.

This was a body and soul experience. Her smell, taste, the sweet slide of her slick skin enveloping me as I thrust into her became all I knew. She was everything, and I would never let her go.

“Roll over,” she whispered, pressing her hands against my shoulders.

I obliged, inhaling a sharp breath when she straddled me, then slid down, taking me all the way inside, throwing her head back, as her hands ran into her hair, then down her body.

Our eyes met as she pinched her clit between her fingers and squeezed me tight.

“Just like that, sweetheart. Don’t you dare fucking stop.”

“You feel so good.” She was gorgeous, riding me with all that beautiful blond hair spilling down her back, and her gorgeous breasts bouncing every time she moved. “You’re so big it almost hurts.”

I grabbed her hips hard, digging my fingertips into her soft curves as I slid my eyes down to where we were joined. The sight of her stretched full of me almost sent me over the edge.

I slammed my eyes shut. It was too much. The sight of her was undoing me, and she had to come first.

Fireworks burst behind my closed eyes. Tingling erupted up my spine as my body tensed for release. I knew she was close. I felt it each time she squeezed me deep.

Then she ground herself down, rubbing her clit against the base of my cock, shuddering, bucking up wildly until she came in a fluttering wave.

---