Page 40 of Only Ever His

I shifted the angle of my thrusts and hearing her cry out, I knew I found her sweet spot.

I repeatedly aimed for the spot. My balls tightened against my body and I knew I wouldn’t last long.

The next time I entered her, Tori climaxed, calling out my name.

Several moments later, I came as well, my mind filling with a haze of pleasure as I pulled out of Tori.

After I disposed of the condom, I grabbed a towel to clean us both off.

I lay next to her, pulling her close until our bodies were entwined, her head resting against my chest.

I wrapped my arm around her, possessively, protectively, feeling like I never wanted to let her go.

I pressed a soft kiss to her forehead, breathing in the faint scent of her hair mixed with the lingering warmth of our shared moments.

“That was amazing,” she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper.

Her fingers traced gentle lines along my jaw, her touch light and filled with a kind of tenderness that made my chest ache.

The warmth of her breath ghosted against my lips as she gazed up at me.

Her eyes were soft and full of something that made my heart pound.

“It was,” I agreed, my voice just as low, feeling the weight of the connection we’d shared.

I brushed her hair back from her face, letting my hand linger at her cheek.

Her skin was warm beneath my fingertips, and I couldn’t help but run my thumb along her cheekbone.

I silently memorised the curve of her face, the softness of her skin.

She smiled, her lips curving in a way that made me feel like the luckiest man alive.

“I’m glad you invited me here,” she whispered.

“I’m glad you agreed to come,” I murmured, pulling her even closer. “I wanted you to see this part of my life…to know the people who matter to me.”

I swallowed, suddenly vulnerable as I looked into her eyes.

“I wanted you to know that you matter, Tori,” I told her.

Her eyes softened, and she lifted a hand, letting her fingers trace the outline of my lips, her touch both delicate and intimate.

“I feel like I belong here,” she admitted softly.

Her words felt like a balm to all the times I’d doubted I’d ever find someone who could fit into my world so seamlessly.

I wrapped my hand around hers, bringing her fingers to my lips and pressing a kiss to her knuckles.

“You do belong here,” I said, the words coming out rougher than I’d intended, but I meant every one of them.

“I don’t know how to explain it, but I’ve never felt this way before,” I added.

She sighed, her eyes filled with warmth as she pressed a kiss to my chest, right over my heart.

“Me neither,” she whispered.

And with that, she nestled closer.

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