Page 99 of Everlasting Promises

A chuckle bursts out of me, and I push my hips into him, taking him in a little further. He drops his head and licks my lips in a slow, seductive dance that has me desperate for more. I digmy fingernails into his shoulders for purchase, and I wouldn’t be surprised if I leave scratch marks all over him. I should be concerned I’m hurting him, but the hiss that passes from his mouth to mine suggests he likes it.

Finally, his pelvis meets mine, and I breathe through the stretch and burn of having him deep inside me.It’s been so long. He moves back a little and slides his concerned gaze over every inch of my face.

“How are you doing?”

“It’s a little uncomfortable because it’s been a while,” I pant.

His eyes soften, and he leans down, kissing me gently. “Take a breath and relax. We have time.” I nod and suck in a breath, then blow it out slowly, feeling each muscle relax. “I’ll happily stay like this all afternoon and night, buried in your hot, tight pussy. I don’t even need to move. This is already perfect.”

As his gaze drops to where we’re joined, I repeat the process again and he slides in a little more, which I didn’t think was possible.

I wiggle my hips. “Please move.”

Without taking his eyes from mine, he slips out a little, dragging along every sensitive spot inside me, then pushes back in. His eyes roll to the back of his head, and pure satisfaction makes me smile.

“Jesus. I don’t think I’ll last long, even though I just came in your hand less than thirty minutes ago,” he grunts as he buries himself to the hilt. “Your pussy’s like a silky fist, sucking me in so fucking deep.”

Leaning down, he kisses me again and begins leisurely thrusting his hips, stretching me open and lighting up every single nerve ending I’d forgotten I had. My muscles tremble under his onslaught, and it’s a struggle to keep my eyes open and on him. But watching him move, tilting his head at such an angle that makes the muscles in his neck and shouldersstand out in bold relief, is adding to the heat he’s building so effortlessly in my body. The connection between us is powerful and heartbreakingly beautiful.

Once my body becomes used to his sexy intrusion, I meet his hips thrust for thrust, push for push. He pushes back onto his heels, dragging my body onto his thighs, and holds my legs wide open with a firm grip around each of my upper thighs.

The way he pulls me around and positions me where he wants, like I’m as light as a feather, ratchets up my desire and makes me feel so damn sexy. He’s not treating me like breakable glass. He’s treating me like a woman he wants to fuck and it’s so damn hot.

My blood fizzes, racing through my body like lava, and my muscles tighten as all my focus narrows to one singular point. Ben’s heated gaze drops to where we’re joined, and his thumb presses against my clit.

A sheen of sweat coats his golden torso as his muscles ripple in time with his movements. God, he’s so handsome. So masculine. All man.

“Fuck, your pussy’s squeezing my cock like a fist. I need you to get there, Hope,” he grunts, panting heavily. “You’re so damn perfect, I don’t know how much longer I can hold on.”

I pant as sparks race through my blood, tightening my muscles to the point of no return. “I’m so close.”

He moves his hips faster. Deeper. Changing the angle so he hits a different trigger point inside. White light streaks across my vision as my body quakes and shatters into a million beautiful pieces.

“Fuck. I wish you could see how beautiful you look right now. All flushed pink, skin shimmering, tits shaking.” He drops forward, his hands landing on either side of my head, causing the pillow to sink. His mouth meets mine in a hungry kiss as he pistons in and out of me almost viciously, sending me skywardon the back of an orgasm that hasn’t quite finished. “That’s it, Hope. Strangle my cock.”

He pushes back up and grips my hips, his fingers digging into my ass as he increases his speed. I can’t believe he’s still going strong. He tilts his head to the side, watching me beneath hooded eyes, his teeth digging into his bottom lip, his muscles flexing, and the veins up the sides of his neck protruding with his effort.

His mouth falls open, and he drops his head back as a deep rumble fills the bedroom. I watch him fall apart in awe as his cock grows impossibly larger, and I feel the telltale throb of his orgasm. His fingers dig into my ass, and I look forward to checking it out in the mirror to see if he’s left bruises.

I hope he has.

Our eyes lock and hold, and one side of his mouth tips up in satisfaction. “Ruined.”

He drags me up so my legs wrap around his hips and my ass rests on his thighs. Then, he takes my mouth in a scorching kiss that steals my breath and thoughts. As he softens inside of me, I’m utterly consumed by him and what he just did to my body and my heart. He cradles me in his arms—chest to chest, heart to heart—like I’m the most precious gift he’s ever been given.

But let’s be honest, he’s the true gift here. I pepper light kisses along his jaw and neck. “That.”Kiss.“Was.”Kiss.“Incredible.”

His body vibrates against me when he chuckles. “You’ve completely ruined me. There’ll never be anyone else but you.”

I hope that’s true.

He kisses me thoroughly as my heart soars with his admission. I’m not sure if it’s all the feel-good hormones racing through my body, but I feel exactly the same.

He pulls back slightly, a serious expression causing tension across his eyes and around his jaw. “I didn’t hurt you, did I? I got a little carried away.”

I shake my head. “I’m definitely tender, but only in a good way.”

His shoulders relax, as does his jaw, as he smiles with pride. He kisses the tip of my nose, then scoops one leg up and falls to his side, arranging us so I’m cradled against him. He wraps his muscular arms around me, and I snuggle down until my face nestles against his chest. His heart beats a heavy staccato against my cheek, and I grin.

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