Page 117 of Rock On

All I had to do was let go.

Trust him.

Trust us.

Trust this was all there was.

“I love you,” I said in a shaky voice.

In a way I’d never said it before.

Because this time I was giving him my all.

There was no more holding back, not even the tiniest sliver of my soul.

“Please…” I whispered. “Please.”

And he knew what I meant.

Knew what I needed.

Knew everything about me.

He pressed into me with gentle, loving strokes, giving himself to me just as I had just given myself to him.

The first time all over again.

He moved onto his back, bringing me with him, and settled his hands on my hips.

“Take me,” he said in a gruff voice. “Take every fucking thing I have to give you.”

There was so much meaning to his words, but I didn’t have to think anymore.

All I had to do was feel.

I rocked my hips back and forth, finding a rhythm that had us both groaning.

But we were in no hurry.

He kept me grounded, safe, content to take my time, soaking in everything that was this man.

My man.

My husband.

My love.

My everything.

“You’re so beautiful,” he said, a dark lusty look in his eyes. “Watching you riding me is still one of my favorite things. And it always will be.”

“I need to come,” I moaned.

“Whenever you’re ready.” He didn’t move, his eyes glued to mine.

“Tommy…” I picked up speed, grinding back and forth on his cock, loving how thick and hard he was.

“I love you, baby. More than anything in this world.”

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