Eric glides over me with smooth strokes, leans in, and swallows my panting breath. “You’re so beautiful.” He pulls out, then slides in again as I bring my legs around his hips. “You’re so amazing.” He nips my bottom lip and inhales my gasped cry. “So strong. So smart. So perfect.”
I break our kiss and turn my head away. His body continues moving over mine, but worse, so much worse, is his heart racing above mine. I feel it pulse. I feel mine respond in kind. I study the town’s lights and allow him to ride me to completion, and the whole time, I try to repel his words.
“You’re so beautiful.” His tongue plays with my neck. It’s pleasure and pain… just like my fragile heart. “I dreamed of you, Katrina. I dreamed of us.”
“Go harder.” I can’t allow him to steal this from me. I can’t let him take my love and risk breaking me. But tears come to my eyes, because I think he already did. I wasn’t ready for his stealthy attack; I wasn’t willing to give him a piece of me. But now it’s too late, and what was supposed to be fucking becomes lovemaking. “Go deeper.”
“Mmm.” His pace changes smoothly, his glides timed so he slams in and nips at my jaw in the same beat. I feel him all over, his strong arms resting on each side of my head, his stubbled jaw moving over my flesh, and the tags on the chain around his neck dangling in my cleavage, the cold steel providing a contrast to my feverish skin.
Blinking moisture from my eyes, I glance up and catch sight of the stars above us. I let my strangled orgasm come when Eric’s does, when he drags me over the ledge with an animalistic roar and bruises my skin with his intensity. It should hurt, but I can’t stop my release any more than I can stop the star that shoots across the sky above us.
Shit.