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Pressing several chaste kisses on her thighs, I sat up and growled when I saw how my passion for her had given her a sparkle in her eyes. “Fuck, Tricia, look at all the time we’ve missed out on,” I rasped, somewhat frustrated again by our inept communications and denial of the feelings we had each shared.
Standing over her, I took my cock in my hand and tried to ease the strain, discomfort, and pain that built in it with every minute I had chosen to ignore my own needs and pleasuring her. “Condoms?” I asked, remembering I rode her bareback before, but I wouldn’t have presumed without a conversation.
“Not necessary, I told you before it’s taken care of and I’m clean.” The frustration in her tone took my breath away, like I shouldn’t have asked, and I knew I’d hit a nerve.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t want to presume,” I began, and immediately saw her check herself and her manner relaxed.
“No, I’m sorry, come here,” she said, holding her arms up for me. Figuring it had been a misunderstanding; I crawled over her and laid my body down on hers, but took my weight on my elbows and cradled her head.
“Look, we have to trust one another,” I whispered, dipping my head and pressing a soft kiss to her neck.
“I know, I’m sorry, I just—”
“Shh,” I whispered, grazing my teeth along her jawline before diving my tongue deep into her mouth again. Breaking the kiss, I rose above her, took my cock in my hand, and guided it against her entrance. “Look at me, don’t you dare look away,” I ordered, as I slid inside her in one long delicious glide until I stopped balls deep.
Tricia cast her gaze from my eyes to my lips as she took me in. Words weren’t needed, our blistering connection too profound for them as I stilled, and she touched my soul. There were no fucked-up emotions this time, my heart was full, our time had come, and Tricia was finally mine.
“So are you mine, yet?” I asked, not willing to state I felt in my heart she already was for fear of scaring her off.
Raising her hands above her head, Tricia licked her lips, her head cocked slightly to the side. “It’s looking that way,” she whispered, her eyes never wavering for a second. My heart swelled and skipped a tiny beat, because that was all the confirmation I needed to know my patience had been worth it.
That night, we never ate and barely slept as we explored each other’s bodies. Although the magnetism and the sexual chemistry felt as heated as ever, I was determined to show Tricia she was worth so much more than a sordid night of dirty delicious sex. In my opinion, going forward as a couple, I figured we would both need to try to ignore our pasts and commit to making what we had work.
That meant not taking her hard and fast—we’d been there and done that before—and in the beginning, that insane physical connection we shared had blinded us to wanting more and knowing we could have that without feeling unsure.
So when I had her in my bed that night, what I gave her was a man who never took his eyes off her—and I made love slowly—it had felt soul-searching and had lasted until our bones had felt they had melted. It was a ‘to the core’ spiritual connection of commitment that had felt torturous at that pace sometimes, but we synchronized to perfection, and I felt satisfied that although it wasn’t the most exhilarating sex I’d ever had, it had been the most emotionally connected experience of my life.
