Page 52 of Easy Rumba

“Fuck,” he cries out, wrapping his hand firmly around my hair. “I love you, Elise. Don’t ever let us lose each other again.”

I moan around his cock before he pulls it from my mouth.

“We won’t. We’ll hold on tightly this time,” I reassure him.

“I want to come inside you, mark you. Marry you. Make a child with you when you’re ready. Everything. Everything my mama and your father never had.”

I feel tears pick at the corners of my eyes as he lays me back down on the bed and pushes himself into my sex once again. I wrap my legs and arms around him, needing to get him as deep inside me as possible. We move, barely, his hips rocking gently inside me now. There’s no urgency—just a burning need to be joined for as long as possible. If only we could freeze this moment and prevent the fragility of our situation from possibly destroying us. Our eyes meet. Leo’s are full of tears as well. The emotion is overwhelming him as much as it is me.

At this angle, his groin rubs against my clit, and I can feel my orgasm building again.

“I love you,” I whisper.

“I love you too,” he responds, and we both find our release at the same time.

Tears stream down our faces, and in the silence of the room, the only noise we can hear is the sound of the plane’s engines as it propels us, miles and miles, back to our fate.

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