Page 103 of Forbidden Flame

I gripped her hip tightly not wanting to let her go. Then I braced my other hand on the bed so I could kiss her. I wanted to consume her. I wanted her to forget about everything but me.

I wanted to be everything to her. Her present, her future, and all the spaces in between. My heart was overflowing with emotions and feelings I’d never felt before.

I wanted to slow things down, but I couldn’t seem to rein myself in. We were barreling toward a release bigger than I’d ever experienced before.

I reached down to touch her clit, and she bucked against me, spasming tightly around my cock, squeezing every last drop of come from my body. I rested my forehead against hers, still holding her tight to me.

Her hands stroked over my back as we came down from the high. I slumped heavily on top of her. Then a few seconds later, I rolled us so that we were on our sides, my hand possessively resting on her hip.

I couldn’t resist kissing her softly.

“That was intense.”

“It was beautiful.” The emotions were swirling in my chest.

She looked up at me with shiny eyes. “You said you loved me.”

My lips twitched. “You said it back.”

Her eyes met mine. “Is that how you really feel?”

“I wouldn’t have said it if it wasn’t true. I’ve never said it to anyone else.” Not even a family member. Yet it didn’t feel weird or foreign to me. It felt right.

“I don’t want tonight to ever end.”

“I’ll stay. I’m not going anywhere.”

I held her tight, and when I woke in the middle of the night, her curves called out to me, so I slid between her legs, spreading her folds, so that I could wake her with my tongue on her clit. I brought her to orgasm with my mouth before she pulled me up by my shoulders and rolled us so she was on top.

The moonlight from the open curtains spilled over her body, illuminating her breasts. She was gorgeous. This time, we were both overcome with emotion that we didn’t dare say out loud. She moved slowly over me, her hands braced on my chest. I wondered if she could feel the steady beat of my heart.

In that moment, I felt like it beat only for her. I knew it was the effect of the hour and the moonlight, but I couldn’t help it.

When she shuddered on top of me, I pulled her down for a kiss. I didn’t want to break this connection we had. I didn’t want reality to set in. I wanted this moment to go on forever. Where it was just me and her and our raw emotions. Where nothing could come between us.

This time, she fell asleep on top of me. I felt the stickiness of our release on our thighs, but I didn’t have the heart to clean up.

The next morning, I woke to the sun streaming through the open window, and the sound of the shower. Not wanting to waste any time we had together, I scrubbed a hand over my face and got up to join her.

The bathroom was hot and steamy, and Daphne smiled when I moved the curtain and stepped in behind her. I cupped her breasts as she stepped back, my cock pressed against her ass.

“This is quite the way to wake up.”

“I was hoping to wake you up with my mouth,” I chided as I squeezed her nipples.

She laughed softly. “You did that last night.”

“I wanted to do it again.” We didn’t have many moments alone. I wanted to make the most of it. “Do we have time?”

“I don’t have to meet my family for breakfast for another hour.”

“Perfect,” I growled as I turned her in my arms, kissing her, while my hand ghosted down her body and between her legs. She widened her stance to give me more room.

I had plans to bring her to an orgasm before I slid inside her, but then her hand wrapped around the base of my cock, and she leaned down to lick the precum from the slit, and my brain went haywire. Need and want spiraled through me.

She sank to her knees, and I didn’t have the strength to stop her. I wanted to feel her lips stretched around my cock. She gripped my cock tighter as she sucked me harder. It felt like she was pulling my release from me with pure desire.

I touched her shoulder with a trembling hand. “I’m going to—”

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