Page 393 of The First Time
He's mine tonight.
He pins me to the bed as he fucks me.
A few thrusts of his hips and he's there, shaking as he comes inside me.
My breath returns slowly.
Blake collapses next to me. He pulls off my blindfold and pulls me into his arms.
He's staring at me with all sorts of affection.
Like he really does love me.
"You okay?" His voice is soft. Sweet.
I nod. "Great." Physically, at least.
He presses his lips against mine.
It's not raw heat and desire.
It's need. Love. Something like love.
My heartbeat picks up. I get warm everywhere.
I let myself believe it. I let myself hold onto every drop of his affection.
"I hate to rush you, but we should head out." He brushes the hair behind my eyes.
I nod to the door. "You never gave me those five minutes."
He slides off the bed and waits in the living room.
I dress and run a brush through my hair.
Whatever it takes, I'm going to survive the next week.
