Page 134 of Manhattan Secret

“How bad do you want it?” He rasps hours later.

What is it, round four or five? I’ve lost count.

My body is lusciously numb from all the pleasure he’s pushed into me.

Half asleep, content and so loved, I toy with his hair. We are on our sides facing each other, my leg high on his hip and his tip teasing my wet, swollen entrance.

It hurts so good when he inches in only a little.

“How bad do you want to work for it?”

He grunts, going so slow on the entry until he’s at the bottom. We moan together. I grip his neck, breathing against his cheek.

“Delaney. I’ve missed being inside this pussy.”

“Never let me go anywhere again,” I breathe. This here with Lachlan is my home, my place in this world.

He doesn’t fuck me uncontrollably. Not this round. We love each other slow and languid, more content just to feel him inside me and our bodies are connected.

“Mouse,” my cheek held in his much bigger hand, he strokes a thumb and kisses me softly. “I won’t let you go again. I’ll get down and dirty to keep you.” Slow thrust. “I’ll build a panic room to lock you up.” This I laugh at and he smirks, dirty devil. It would probably be a sex dungeon. I won’t mind so much. “The minute we start having raw sex, I’ll push a kid into you, keep you all to myself.”

Oh, god.

This guy.

This guy I want kids with one day.

“Let’s wait until you finish school then you can fuck your disobedient kids into me.”

“Yeah, want you all to myself first. But you know I don’t play by the rules, Laney.”

I smile against his mouth. I know this. And to know he’ll do whatever it takes to keep me, call me crazy, but I find it terribly romantic.

He smooths caresses over my face once our last orgasm wages war and leaves us depleted, curled into each other’s arms.

“This between us is the rightest thing there is. I’m the least wrong person in your life. Don’t give in to feelings of guilt again, Laney. There is no guilt between us. You want to be with me. We fell in love, that’s the end of it,and don’t even think about shutting me out or doing something for my own good again, because I’ll fuck my way right back in, you know I will.”

Curling over his chest, he pushes his lips to my throat.

“Promise I won’t, Lachie. I can’t breathe without your smartass face around.”

This is content.

This is happiness.

And it only took falling in love with my student to give me everything I’ve always dreamed of.

“How are we gonna love each other, Laney?”

“Endlessly.”

“And we’re gonna fuck each other?”

“Like animals.”

Lachlan laughs throatily. “That’s my girl.” And then, with his voice stroking through me, enveloping me with love. “You’ve changed my life, Laney. My world. My focus.Me. I love you. I need you.”

“Lachie…I need and love you too.”

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