Page 142 of Until I Have You

“Prove it.”

I move back onto my haunches, pull Abigail with me so my cock nestles into her tightness.

My girl gasps out at the initial stretch, but with a single sigh, relaxes onto me.All the way down she goes until I’m as deep as I can possibly go.

Neither of us moves at first.Instead, we wrap our arms around each other and hold the moment as if we can hold it forever.

Abigail moves her mouth to my ear.“I love you too.”

My heart flies into my mouth.

It’s not a declaration in the heat of the moment, not something tumbling out because tensions are high, and an orgasm threatens to boil over inside her.

I hold my breath in an effort not to cry, cradling her head to mine.“You don’t have to say it if you don’t–”

“I do, Theo.I love you.”Her hands rub up and down my arms, delicate.Calming.“I love your body.I love your stupid jokes.”

I chuckle, a good break for my emotions.

“And I love your heart.”Her hands slide over my chest, skin to skin.“I love how you love.”

Euphoria is rushing through me, not only because her center has me held in a vise grip.It’s a mental release, an onslaught of pleasure for my brain.My tired, tried brain that has needed and desired her all this while.

I cup her ass in my hands, sealing her to my hips.“All you can say while I fuck you is that you love me.That’s my rule.”

“I love you,” she says in return before kissing my jaw.“I love you,” she repeats, the intonation needier.

I push her down onto her back and thrust into her, biting back on groan after groan.

If I let it all go, I’ll explode, and we’ve only just begun.

“I love you,” she says again and again, the words turning into moans and whines.

I grab her knees, force them back so I’m as deep as I’ll go.

“Bloody hell, you feel so good.”I move my mouth to her chest, winding my tongue around her peaked nipples.

The bed squeaks beneath us, and the headboard slaps the wall.The whole B&B will hear us.

They’ll all know.

“Theo,I love you, I love you.I love–” A tremulous sound from her throat cuts her off.

She’s already close, walls clutching around me.

I slide my arms under her, pressing myself as tight to her as possible, as was her wish.“Tell me.Let me hear you.”

My beautiful Abigail shakes beneath me, her body jolting and jostling with release.She repeats the words I told her to, again and again.

I bury my face in her hair.My body is slick with our sweat.“Come with me.Come with me.”

The way our bodies meet is earth shaking.

Everyone will know now that we have chosen each other.Not just the other guests, not just Ireland.The whole fucking world.

After my orgasm crests, after I’ve emptied all the pent-up seed I’ve saved for her, I realize she’s still repeating, “I love you,” in my ear.Through tears.

“Oh, my darling, don’t cry,” I tell her, wiping the tears off her cheeks, then kiss her full on the lips.“Be happy.”

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