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We break away from the kiss for a moment when I slowly ease us onto the makeshift bed and crawl between her legs. She stares at me, heat shining in her gaze, and I hook my fingers beneath the waistband of her pants so I can tug them down her thick thighs. The lace thongs she’s got on mocks me, and I ease it to the side before swiping my tongue over her clit.
Mallory shivers and sucks in a breath, her hands coming down to my head where she can sink her fingers into the thick strands of my hair. She rocks her hips into my mouth, chasing the release she’s desperate to let out, and I happily allow her to do it. There’s nothing quite as sexy as watching the woman I love take her pleasure for herself.
Her breaths become more ragged, her fingers digging further into my scalp, and I take in the pain as she does. It only takes a few seconds of my tongue flicking vigorously over her clit before she’s crying into the night and shaking against my face.
As quickly as possible, I lift from the floor, shove my pants down, and slide a condom on before coming back between her legs. My length is hard as a rock, begging for the relief of her pussy wrapped around it, and I hover over her while teasing her entrance with the tip.
“I love you,” I whisper before pressing my lips against hers softly.
She blinks, then smiles and rolls her hips forward so that my dick gets pushed deeper into her. “I love you, too.”
In this moment of connection, I wonder what's going through Mallory's mind. Her eyes are a window to her soul, and as I gaze into them, I can almost hear her thoughts.
For so long, I've kept my heart guarded, afraid of the vulnerability that comes with truly loving someone. But with Jace, those walls crumble.
As I gaze into his eyes, I see a future I never dared to imagine for myself - one filled with love and support.
I want to stay right here in this moment, under this canopy of stars, with the man who's shown me what it means to be truly seen and loved.
My spine tingles, every single one of my senses heightened, and I know Mallory’s the only woman who could ever make me feel so much at once. I can see the flecks in her eyes, smell her arousal hanging heavily in the air, and the crackling of the fireplace that sits beautifully across from us.
It’s all firmly imprinted in my head.
I sink myself into her completely, taking my time as I stare into her eyes, and nothing but love reflects back at me. There’s no hint of hesitation, or signs of regret, and my heart fills with so much happiness I’m sure it’s going to explode.
“Jace,” Mallory says breathlessly. “As much as I love this, I’m going to need you to move.”
She moans loudly when I pull out, only to slam right back into her with my hands placed eagerly over her hips. Her shirt is covering her chest, but that doesn’t stop her breasts from bouncing at the impact, and that only has me thrusting harder into her.
It’s amazing how keenly aware I am of her emotions.
I can tell that she’s close because her breaths are becoming more ragged, her cheeks flushed from exertion, and her legs shaking profusely around my waist as she crosses them behind my back. Her pussy clenches around my length as her release pushes further and further over the edge.
“Yes, Jace!” she cries out, her orgasm rocking through so hard that she trembles and jerks her hips against me.
It doesn’t take me long to follow right behind her, my movements stalling as I spill my own release into her. In that moment, our gaze connects us forever with overwhelming emotions.
“I couldn’t stand being away from you, sweetheart.”
She chuckles breathlessly, then cocks a brow. “You’re asking?”
We pull away from each other, me pulling myself out of her even though it’s the last thing I want to do, and I roll onto my side so that I’m still looking into her eyes. “What do you say, sweetheart? Think you can handle dating a rockstar?”
With a gentle motion, Mallory brushes away the damp waves from my face, exhaling deeply. “I can try.”
As our breathing steadies and the intensity of the moment fades, I'm struck by an idea. A way to prolong this perfect night, to keep Mallory close for just a little longer.
I place a kiss against her mouth, then stand abruptly and bend down to lift her up.
“What are you doing?” She squeals.
“Saving water? What does it look like?” I ask with a chuckle as I step into the brightly lit bathroom.
“I love you,” she says softly as I place flat on the floor.
As we stand under the hot spray, Mallory’s body pressed against mine, I can’t help but envision our future. I see lazy Sunday mornings and passionate nights, shared dreams, and conquered challenges. I see a life filled with love, laughter, and music. And at the center of it all, I see Mallory—my partner, my love, my home.
I pull her closer, our foreheads touching. This thing between us, Mal? It's special. And I'm ready to see it through, whatever comes our way.
