Page 86 of It Must Be Love

I needed more, and I pulled out of her and flipped her on her back.

"Wake up, Naya," I ordered as I entered her again, now needing her with me, awake and wanting.

She made a sleepy sound.

"Baby, open your fucking eyes."

She did so languidly. And then smiled her siren's smile. "You're back."

"Who did you think was fucking you before, darling?"

"Oh…you know Victor, the security guard, is pretty hot."

I slammed into her, and she laughed lightly, her hips arching up.

I began to pump in and out of her, feeling a sense of exuberance that was almost unhealthy. It was probably impossible for most people to be this happy, I thought, without drugs of some kind.

"Naya," I groaned as her legs began to shake because I was hitting her g-spot over and over, loving how she shivered each time I did and clasped my cock.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck." I couldn't hold it much longer. I wanted to, but every time I was inside her, my body was like a runaway train chasing release, like the world was on fire.

She came and took me with her. As I spilled into her, I cried out, "I love you, Naya."

I repeated it as I spurted inside her, the release leaving me strangely vulnerable, as did the words that I allowed to leave my heart.

I knew she wouldn't say them back. She wasn't ready. I didn't mean to rush her, but I needed to release emotion and tell her how I felt, how I ached for her. My world had shifted on its axis since she'd let me touch her lips that day in my office.

My lips nuzzled the skin beneath her ear as I tried to catch my breath so I could lift my weight off of her.

"Amias?" She stroked my back like she always did, and I loved it, loved how she cared for me. "I love you too."

I raised my head and blinked.

"Say that again."

"You only said it once so that's all you get in return."

I grinned. "I love you, Little Warrior."

She smiled. "I love you too."

"Yeah?"

"Yes."

I rested my forehead against hers, wondering if I could ever be happier than I was right now. This amazing woman, with her generous heart and wide-open soul, had taken over my life in the very best way possible.

"But now I need to sleep." She pushed me off of her, and I fell on my back. "I have a seven o'clock meeting in the office."

"I'll take you."

"No, thank you, I can—"

"Shut the fuck up, Naya, and go to sleep.

I got up, cleaned myself up, and then brought a washcloth as I always did and cleaned her as well. We were having to change sheets nearly every day thanks to the wet spot—if she moved in here, housekeeping would take care of that. Maybe I could sell her on that because I knew she hated changing sheets.

"I have to leave by six fifteen, and you haven't had much sleep," Naya continued while I settled back in bed with her and pulled her against me.

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