Page 495 of Rock Me All Night
"As long as the whole world knows you're my boyfriend."
He nods and presses his lips into mine. The world shifts into focus. Everything is easy. Light. Perfect.
Then he pulls back and he brings his mouth to my ear.
"I love you," he whispers.
And somehow the world gets better.
I whisper back. "I love you too."
He teases. "How can I be sure you're not saying that because you want to get into my pants?"
"You can ask me again after I'm done with you."
He takes my hand and leads me to the bed. "I can arrange that." Tom does away with his t-shirt as he pulls me into the bed.
His lips go to mine. It's like all the kisses before it but it's better in every way. Feelings pour between us. Love. Affection. Tenderness.
I've got no patience. I need our bodies joining. I need this love pouring between us with nothing in the way. No clothes. No deceit. No holding back our feelings.
I pull off my tank top and do away with my bra. Tom responds with the same eagerness. Kissing my lips, my neck, my chest.
He pulls my underwear to my knees and runs his fingertips over me. It's too much. I'm already sensitive. And I need him. All of him.
I push his jeans and boxers off his hips. Then they're at his feet and my hand is tracing the lines of that tattoo again and again.
That's a lot to live up to. But I'm game to try.
I spread my knees. "Please."
He groans as he slides into me. I'm home. Every time we've been together has been amazing, but it's never been like this.
We move together, arching and groaning and thrusting together. Our lips lock and we kiss hard and deep. In no time at all, an orgasm races up inside me. I hold him close, groaning his name again and again as I come.
It's beautiful, watching pleasure spread over his face. Better now that he's mine. After a few more thrusts, he's coming, moaning against my skin as he fills me.
Tom stays on top of me, inside me. God, it feels right, our bodies together.
I stare up into his eyes. This is everything. "I still love you."
He smiles. "You just came. I'm not sure your word is trustworthy."
"Guess you'll have to try again later."
"I have plans to make you come again later."
"Tomorrow?"
"You're definitely coming tomorrow."
"The next day?"
"Every day for the rest of our lives."
A smile spreads across my lips. "I love you so much."
He runs his fingertips over my jaw line. "I love you too."
