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“I really do love you,” I manage to gasp as he pushes himself into me.
Months of being with him, through the interrogations and learning to live together, has shown me just how steady and caring he really is. The gruff exterior that he always tries to show hides a huge heart and a will to do anything for the people he cares about.
I saw the raw emotion that he was fighting to hide today when he met Cynthia for the first time. And how hard he tumbled into wanting to give her the world before he even knew her.
One of his broad palms rises to wrap my throat, his thumb tilting my chin until he can meet my gaze. “You gave me something I never thought I’d have. Purpose.” He pushes my knee lower, then shifts me onto my back.
His weight is delicious over me as he pulls out slowly, setting a maddenly methodical pace as his lips move a line of fire down my neck.
Every lick of his scorching tongue draws a blaze to crash through me.
“I was stuck in the past,” he exhales, then takes my nipple between his teeth. “But you showed me the future.”
When he withdraws his stiff length, it leaves a hollow void, making me whine piteously until his hot mouth closes over my clit.
The shock has me arching, raking his scalp with my nails.
His skillful tongue teases me higher until I’m trembling on the edge.
Then he pauses, leaving me quaking, begging to shatter.
He crawls up my body to find my lips, then impales me with his cock in the same breath.
“Yes,” I hiss, my knees wrapping his hips and spurring him with my heels. “Please?” My tiny whine makes him knot his fingers in my tresses.
“You’re all I see in every timeline.” His voice is hoarse as his thrusts get harder. Deeper.
Faster.
“You’re mine,” he growls, crushing my mouth with his.
The fever of his kiss cascades me over the cliff. My body gives in, shuddering with an unending wave of pulsations. They’reheightened when he groans against my ear, spasming through his own climax.
He drops his shoulders to the side, still buried between my thighs as we both twitch through the aftershocks.
When our breathing evens, he reaches down and tugs up the tousled blankets to cover our sweaty bodies.
“This is all I want. You, here, in my arms.” He rolls so I’m pressed against his chest, with his softening cock sheathed inside me.
“It’s my favorite place to be.” My words roll out thickly, the euphoria still heavy in my veins.
Public show
Wade
This is a first.
Never before have I woken with a woman in my arms. Everyone prior to her always left before the night was done.
Or I did.
But this? This is how it’s supposed to feel, being wooed back to consciousness with her warm breath fluttering over my arm, the lull of her even breathing like a gentle metronome that paces with my heartbeat.
Being able to touch her, pull her against my body in a complete embrace…This is the best thing I think I’ve ever experienced.
Trying to resist her is a waste of time. My fingers curve over her hip to snug her ass against my already aching cock.
“Mmm,” she moans faintly, curling her back to press harder. Stretching, her shoulder slides down my chest so she can see me with one squinted eye.
