Page 23 of Say It's Forever

I want to be his somebody at home.

I want to be his girl.

I want to be his everything.

15

GARRETT

I’m not sure if she’s clear on what she’s asking me. That doesn’t stop me, though. She asked me to take her to bed, so that is what I’m going to do. I carry her through the house and into the bedroom. I sit her down on the edge of the bed. There is no way in hell I can tell her no. Not with the way she’s looking at me. Fuck. I promised myself I would slow it down. Give her time to adjust and figure things out.

Snow reaches for the button on my pants, but I stop her. I’m pleased that some of her shyness has faded away, but I need to make things clear before I take this further. Even if this kills me. But the last thing I want is for her to have any regrets. I want both of our first times to be special. I may not have known at the time that I was saving myself for her but the wait was worth it. Sure, I want to sink my cock into her virgin pussy, claim her for my own, but the long-term goal is to keep her permanently. I won’t do anything to fuck that up.

“You know what is about to happen, Snow?”

“Yes.” She licks her lips, tempting my resolve.

“You told me sex was for marriage,” I remind her. I swore that regardless of how much I wanted her, I would wait. Even if I had to cut my dick off.

“That’s what I was taught.” Snow peeks up at me through her lashes. “But I’m your girl. Those rules no longer apply to me. I get to pick.” When she tugs on her hand, I release my hold on it. “And I’m picking you.”

This time I don’t stop her when she flicks the button of my pants. I discard them and my boxers too. Snow watches me intently as I reach behind me with one hand to pull off my shirt, then toss it to the floor, leaving me completely naked in front of her. I love the way her eyes roam over my body. I can see her desire for me.

Snow reaches out, wraps her hand around my cock, and begins to stroke me. “This will be over before it begins if you keep touching my cock.” I go for her clothes.

“Oh my gosh.” She laughs when I have her stripped bare within a second. I pick her up, place her in the center of the bed, and climb over her. Snow is so damn small, and I need to keep that in mind. She’d been damn tight when I worked a single finger into her. “You’re so big.” She runs her hands up my chest.

“I’ll go slow.” I try to reassure her, but she only smiles up at me. Her trust in me is as much of a turn-on as anything else.

“I’m not scared, Garrett. I was taught that sex was only for a man's pleasure, but I don't think that's true with someone who cares so much.”

The men in her world are so fucked in the head. I never wanted to beat my chest more and roar than when I made her cum on my mouth. To see the pleasure that I gave her. That shit is addicting. It’s something I plan on doing a lot more.

“I more than care about you, Snow.” I fucking love her. I want to tell her that, but I have put so much on her already. When her eyes light up at my words, I think,Fuck it. I’m not going to hide shit from her. I won’t be like anyone from her past. “I love you, Snow.”

She lets out a small gasp, but I cut it off with a kiss, not giving her a chance to respond. I don’t want her to feel like she’s obligated to say it back. Snow probably thinks I'm crazy for declaring my love for her so quickly, but what other explanation could there be? I have never felt or been this way with anyone before. I never believed in love at first sight until I laid eyes on her.

“Need to taste you,” I tell her, trailing my mouth down her jaw.

“I want you inside me,” she all but pleads.

“Trust me, love. I need you ready to take me.” I want to savor every damn inch of her, but her begging me for my cock isn’t doing anything to help me take my time.

“I trust you.” Her words are like a balm to my soul. That is more than I can ever ask for from her with the life she has led.

I make my way down her body, my hand cupping one of her tits. “So damn perfect.” I lick around her nipple before I suck it into my mouth. Snow’s back arches off the bed, pushing more of her breast into my mouth, offering herself to me. Fuck she’s perfect, every goddamn inch of her.

“I’m going to taste every part of you.”

“Yes.” Her lips part as her breathing grows faster.

I do the same to her other nipple before continuing to kiss down her stomach. Snow’s fingers sink into my hair. Her eyes followmy every movement. The desire I see in them makes me feel like a king.

I settle in between her thighs. She’s so damn small that I throw her legs over my shoulders before burying my face inside of sweet heaven. The sounds she’s making do nothing to temper my need. Pretty soon she’ll be moaning my name as I give her every single inch of me. I have to thrust my cock into the mattress to try and ease some of the pain. My balls draw up tight. The second she comes against my face screaming my name, I come with her.

But I don’t stop. That first orgasm was to get her ready for me. I thrust one finger inside of her. “Fuck, you have a pretty pussy, Snow. Has anyone ever told you that?” Her mouth falls open at my dirty words. “Of course they haven’t because it’s all mine. Only mine. No one will ever touch you here besides me. I’ll be the only one to know how you taste.”

I work a second finger into her. I can tell she enjoys my filthy words because she's becoming wetter by the second. Snow starts to work her hips against my fingers. Her body tries to take over. I use my forearm to pin them down into place.

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