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I’ll give you any fucking thing you want.
“I need you.”
He needed her too. Jesse angled his head toward hers and claimed her with his mouth. His kiss was ravenous and consuming. Devouring. And she returned it with just as much hunger. Was there a girl in this world more perfect for him? And for Taylor too? He didn’t think there was.
With his dick nestled between the cheeks of her ass, he fucked her with his fingers. He’d take that sweet ass one day, but right now he desperately needed her pussy. With his fingers still inside, he fisted his cock and pulled her closer against him. Then he rubbed his crown up and down her slit—every time it made contact with her clit he heard that fucking beautiful sound. He closed his eyes to hear it better, then lifted her leg and notched himself at her entrance.
“Mine.”
Ours.
He pinched her clit as he buried himself to the hilt inside her, claiming her for them both. And now that he was inside her, he knew he was home. The feeling burst from the center of his chest and overpowered him. It empowered him. This girl. This firecracker of a girl made his heart sing and his dick ache. He couldn’t help himself. From his position behind her he thrust hard and fast. Strumming her clit. Twisting her nipple. Sucking on her sweet skin.
And his little rose sang for him. She sang him the most beautiful song he ever heard.
She had forgotten.
Chloe had forgotten what it was like to have the weight of a man’s hard body melded to her soft one, the feeling of being touched by another. Kissed. Made love to. She wondered if what she’d experienced before was making love at all. It couldn’t have been much more than experimental teenage fucking, because she didn’t recall it ever feeling as magical as this.
Jesse stroked her hair as Chloe laid in the crook of his arm with her head on his chest. She listened to the gradual slowing of his heartbeat while she absently swirled her fingertips over his skin, basking in the afterglow. She was afraid if she spoke the magic might disappear, so she remained silent.
He kissed her crown. “My little rose.” His whiskey-smooth voice was soft as always. “I want you to know I’m wishing.”
She lifted her head from his chest to glance up at him. “For what?”
“For always.” Jesse pulled her up his body and kissed her lips softly. “With you.”
Chloe remembered an article she read once. Cosmo probably. It said a man reveals the way he truly feels after he comes. Not before. Definitely not during. That’s just sex-talk. It was the after you needed to pay attention to. She tucked that insight away and never forgot it.
Always.
That was a damn good after. She liked the thought of it. A lot. While they’d known each other and had been friends for several years now, as a couple—they were a couple now, weren’t they?—as a couple they were still brand new. It was too soon to even be thinking about always—wasn’t it?
Her response was to hold his face in her hands and softly press her lips to his. Jesse’s arms swept up her bare back and threaded into her hair, holding her head to his mouth, their naked bodies pressed together. Chloe could feel his cock twitch as it grew hard against her soft belly. And she smiled.
Definitely not gay.
Jesse kissed the tip of her nose and rolled them onto their sides so they faced each other. He brushed the hair from her face and tucked it behind her ear. He smiled back at her. “I’m not so good with words, babe.” His normally smooth voice sounded a bit raspy.
“That was pretty good, Jesse.” His hand was still holding her hair and she placed hers on top of his.
His smile grew wider. “Yeah?”
“Yeah.” She giggled softly.
Chloe thought Jesse was even more beautiful when he smiled big like that. He didn’t smile big often enough. She looked up into his brilliant blue eyes. The eyes she could get lost in. They seemed to glitter in the light that filtered in through the window. She pulled the sheet up over them and snuggled into him.
He squeezed her. “God knows, I don’t deserve to have you, but I want it.” He kissed her brow and whispered. “I want you.”
Chloe smiled against his skin. “Again?”
“Always.”
“Jesse.” She raised herself up onto her elbow and tilted her head with a smirk. “It took you almost three years to kiss me and now suddenly you want forever?”
“No. I mean yes. Wait.” He sat up beside her and took her hand in his. He cleared his throat. “I’ve felt this way for a long time.” Jesse reached for a lock of her hair and twirled it around his finger. “Long before I ever kissed you or touched you.” He took a sharp breath. “I was an idiot to wait so long.”
Chloe shook her head in disbelief. “Why did you then?”
