“Hey.”
 
 The pure pleasure of being inside her like this, of gazing into her eyes, has me reeling.For a moment, it’s like time comes to a halt.Then I pull out and thrust back into her, and she cries out as she comes again.
 
 I hold my hips still once more, waiting for her to recover, and press kisses all over her face and neck and shoulders.I’m already so, so close.
 
 “Please,” she murmurs, and I start moving again.Right now, she can barely form words, and I’m the one who did that to her.
 
 I feel like I’m on the glass floor in the CN Tower.I don’t normally experience vertigo, but I did when I stood on that glass floor, and it completely caught me off guard.
 
 My feelings—they’re chaos.
 
 But I keep moving within her, kissing her, touching her, and that grounds me just enough to prevent me from spinning out of control.
 
 I take her nipple into my mouth.How did I not do this the first time we were together?It’s one of my favorite things now, pulling that bud between my teeth.She makes a noise that sounds like “ungaah” and grips my hair.
 
 I slide a hand under her ass; she wraps her leg around me as we move together, perfectly in time.I want this to go on forever, but I won’t last much longer.
 
 “I’m almost…” I say.“Can I…?”
 
 “Yes,” she groans.
 
 I lick my finger and touch her clit.I can tell she’s about to come again, any second…and then my own orgasm hits and I pour myself inside her as she shakes beneath me.
 
 “Fuuuck,” I growl.
 
 I hold her as our pleasure ebbs, pressing a long, slow kiss to her lips.I’m utterly undone; anything more would require too much coordination.
 
 Kim grabs a towel from the bedside table and slides it underneath her hips.I kneel back and admire the mess I made.I love knowing thatIdid this to her, that she let me spill myself inside her body.
 
 She trails her fingertips over her folds, and fuck, that’s hot.She dips two fingers inside her channel, then slides them into her mouth, holding my gaze the whole time.If my body were capable of it right now, I’d be hard again.
 
 She touches herself once more and paints her inner thigh with my cum.
 
 Filthy.That’s how she described herself.
 
 “Can I clean you up?”I ask.
 
 A crooked smile graces her face.A soon as I have her permission, I bury my face between her legs, and it doesn’t take long before she’s twisting in the sheets, unable to control herself again.
 
 She goes to the washroom, and then I take my turn.When I come back to bed, she looks completely drugged out on sex.
 
 I feel a strange sense of pride at seeing her like this, and at the same time, I’m unmoored.Like I’m so far from my normal, controlled self, in uncharted waters—but I wouldn’t change a thing.I try not to show just how chaotic my feelings are, and I hope I succeed.
 
 Because if Kim figures out that I love her, I’m afraid it’ll scare her, and right now, she’s blissfully content.She curls up against my side, and this time, she’s the one who falls asleep in minutes, whereas I’m wide awake, even if I can barely move my limbs.
 
 I shouldn’t feel so strongly about her already.Never before have I considered saying “I love you” to a woman I’ve known for less than three months.It doesn’t make sense.It’s something that takes time, but as I feel her breathe against me, I know it’s the truth.Though I can’t explain how it happened, I know what I feel.
 
 She mumbles something in her sleep, and I think she’s going to wake up, but I run my hand through her hair and she seems to relax.
 
 Oh, God.I’m so gone for this woman, and I can sense the anxiety building in my veins because I’m not sure she feels the same way.
 
 My phone buzzes, and I check it.
 
 It’s my mother, wondering if Kim would like to join us for dinner on Thursday.
 
 Chapter 28
 
 Kim