Page 139 of Playing the Game
“Then I did what I set out to do.” I grin.
“Would you like me to return the favor?”
“Not today. Right now, I want to be inside you and take our time.”
She strokes my cock as she lines my tip to her entrance.
“Go slow, temptress. I want to feel every inch of you while I make love to you.”
Her breasts steal my attention. I reach for one of them and paw at it, tugging on her nipple.
Her heat and wetness surround my tip, and then I invade her tight little folds. I remind myself to show her how much I cherish her. This isn’t about teaching her about her boundaries and our trust level.
Instead, I let my love for her fill my heart and mind as she warmly smiles down at me. Her auburn hair lies on her chest. Her pink steepled nipples poke through the strands.
“Jesus, you’re so beautiful, and making love to you like this makes you glow. This is all I ever want with you—to have you feel how much I love you. You’re forever a part of me.”
She bends over and presses her lips to mine. I thread my fingers into her thick waves and kiss her with a gentleness I’ve never had with her.
Our tongues do a tender dance as she slides up and down me at a slow, caring pace. She rakes her nails through my hair, wrapping her hand around the back of my head.
Her lips press harder into mine. There’s a determination in the way she’s kissing me. It’s like she’s trying to tell me to pay attention to our connection.
She doesn’t have to because I’m attached to her for life now. Nothing will separate us ever again.
She breaks our kiss but stays close to me. “I love you, Jamison Stone. No matter what happens in the future, remember you’re the only one who has ever owned my whole heart and soul. There’s never been anyone else but you.”
Her words go straight to my heart. Love rolls through me like a beautiful morning fog on a cold mountain lake. I can’t see anything else but her: my friend, my lover, my life.
This is what making love is about. She has my soul in her hands and I have hers.
“I love you. It’s always been you, Dori. I’ve never loved anyone like I do you. You’ve been the woman for me for as long as I can remember. Don’t ever forget that.”
She returns my declaration with a kiss that’s full of passionate fury as she glides over me until I’m about to come.
Keeping my lips close to hers, I say, “I’m close. Can you come again?”
“Yes. I’m right there.”
“Then take us there together.”
She brings her mouth back to mine and guides us out of the galaxy as we twitch and spasm in unison. Our souls join our love together—my skin against hers, our bodies entwined, and our passion consuming us.
This moment is everything I’ve ever dreamed of and more because I’m madly, deeply in love with her, and will be until the day I die.
Dori closes the door to the refrigerator with her hands full of items. “How about you sit and I’ll make us dinner.”
“I don’t mind helping.”
“I’m staying with you to help you, not watch you cook for me.”
“But I like doing these types of things together.”
She places the produce down on the kitchen islands. “Okay, but you need to sit and prepare the salad. I’ll do the rest.”
“Then how am I supposed to bump into you and steal kisses?”
Her eyes sparkle as she smiles my way. “I’m sure you’ll figure something out.”
