Page 156 of When Hearts Collide

He intertwines his fingers with mine and stares at me while he moves, his thrusts alternating between deep, slow gyrations to quick parries. My eyes fall shut as the pleasure builds to an unbearable point.

“Keep them open. Keep your eyes on me. I want to see you come apart in my arms.”

Ryland’s breathing is heavy in the air and the wet sounds of our bodies coming together are lurid, but I don’t care.

My lips part as I meet him thrust after thrust, the smacking sounds inflaming my senses. I tremble underneath him, my body so desperate for release I can practically scream.

“Yes, your pussy is squeezing me so tightly. Ah fuuuck, this is so good.” He pumps faster, his fingers clutching mine harder.

It’s a merging of souls, our hearts beating and soaring in unison.

“I love you, Millie Callahan. I love you so much.” He angles his hard cock so it rubs against my clit. The pressure breaks, and I tumble into oblivion.

“Ryland!” I scream, my legs uncurling from his ass, my body shaking as my body breaks apart into a thousand pieces while he moves harder, his cock grinding against my G-spot, prolonging my orgasm into endless waves.

Thrust. Thrust. Thrust. “Yes, fuck yes. I’m going to come so hard into your tight pussy.”

A few seconds later, a guttural roar rips out from his mouth and a burst of warmth floods my insides. His cock unloads streams of cum in rapid spurts, the hot liquid unleashing another surprise orgasm from me as I fall into the abyss of pleasure once more.

“I love you, Ryland,” I sob, my body fluttering against him, our movements softening, our hearts slowing, and we come down from our high.

Sweat glistens on our skin. My pussy is sore in the most delicious way. He settles himself on top of me but props his weight up on his arms so he’s not too heavy.

Ryland gazes at me, his skin flushed from exertion.

But his eyes, his brilliant slate-gray eyes, are spilling with love and warmth. He looks at me with such reverence, I can get lost in his gaze forever.

“You’re my love, Millie, my forever. I’ve been yours since the moment our hearts collided.”

With that, he presses his lips on mine once more, sealing his vows with each kiss, each touch, and each breath.

He holds me tightly in his arms after we make love three more times, once in the hallway when we return to his apartment at The Orchid, another time in the shower, where he teaches me how useful the jets can be, and in his bed, when he twists me like a pretzel and has his way with me.

After taking care of business in the bathroom and donning one of his oversized shirts, I take out a pad of paper and a pen from his nightstand. Perhaps it’s a habit or a way for me to document my feelings at the end of each day, but I climb onto the bed and uncap the pen to prepare to scribble another letter.

“May I?” Ryland asks from my side, a teasing grin on his lips.

My heart skips a beat at his genuine smile, one no longer holding the bittersweet sentiments I saw when he was standing in the rain two years ago outside the classroom, staring into the stormy skies.

I hand him the paper and the pen.

His brows furrow in concentration as he angles the notepad away from my line of sight and begins writing. The pen scrapes against the paper in a soothing rhythm. He pauses and gnaws his bottom lip, his eyes darting to my face for a beat before he smiles and resumes scribbling.

A few minutes later, he hands me the notepad, and I read.

Dear Mrs. Callahan,

My name is Ryland Anderson, and I’m the man who loves your daughter very, very much. I believe she has told you about me before. Thank you for giving birth to such a wonderful woman with a beautiful, pure heart. Thank you for setting her in my path and allowing us to meet.

She told me how you once described true love as a whirlwind.

Perhaps that’s true.

But I believe my love for her far exceeds the transient wind. My love for her is an ocean—bottomless and deep, strong and enduring.

If you are looking down from above, please don’t worry about her anymore, because I will be by her side and I will look after her.

I love her, now and forever.

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