With wide steps, I made my way out of the kitchen and caught up with Gwen just as she reached the threshold to my bedroom. Her shirt already gone, abandoned in a pile on the living room floor.
 
 “I love you,” I whispered and I dragged her body into mine.
 
 “I love you,” she responded back as I cupped her ass and hauled her body up.
 
 I froze for a split second. Those words rang out over and over in my ear. It was the first time she’d said them to me and I wasn’t about to take it for granted.
 
 “Say it again,” I said, my lips ghosting against hers.
 
 “I love you,” she repeated with absolutely no hesitation.
 
 “Fuck!” I growled as she wrapped her legs around my waist and I closed the distance to my bed.
 
 Her tits crushed against my chest and I could feel her hard nipples against my skin through the thin lace bra she had on. I wanted her naked like right fucking now, but at the same time, I wanted to take my time with this.
 
 “Are you sure?” I asked in a strained voice as I lowered her to the bed.
 
 “Fuck yes,” she said as she looked at me with a smile on her face.
 
 I peeled her pants down her legs, placing light kisses down the soft skin as I went. I kissed my way back up, loving the softness of her against my lips. I unclasped her bra and pulled it free like I had all the time in the world. Her back arched as I lightly licked around her peaked nipple. Her breath came out in pants as I continued my almost lazy torment.
 
 I wanted to lick and kiss every inch of her. I wanted to paint a map of her body with my lips alone. Her fingers threaded through my hair almost like she was trying to hold me in place. I made my way up her neck and finally, my lips met hers.
 
 With every kiss, she gave me all of her. This time was no different. She told me she was mine. She told me she loved me. She told me she would never let me go.
 
 All the things I wanted but still wasn’t sure I deserved.
 
 Her fingers drifted down my body only to slip under the hem of my shirt. My skin prickled at her touch and I knew I’d never get enough of her.
 
 “Please, Knight,” she begged as her body arched into mine.
 
 I reluctantly climbed off the bed and rid my shirt as she sat up and worked my belt free. Her hands were shaking as she unbuttoned my pants and pushed them down. I kicked out of my shoes and shed the rest of my clothes.
 
 Her hungry eyes raked over my naked body. I was torn between wanting to drag this out forever and needing to be buried deep inside of her right that second. I settled my weight over her again. Her blue eyes sparkled as they stared up at me. My cock was so hard it was throbbing.
 
 I knew I’d want to feel everything about this moment when it finally came, so I got tested and left my results out on the counter, once I had received them. I didn’t want her to feel pressured but I wanted her to know my expectations when she was ready. Later that day, I noticed a paper next to mine. It was her results dated six months ago. While I wasn’t thrilled at the thought that someone had gotten there before me, I could hardly blame her. It wasn’t like I’d saved myself either. But that one thing let me know that we were both on the same page and cleared for takeoff.
 
 I reached between us and lined myself up with her. Her slick heat enveloped me with a tightness that had me panting. I eased in slowly until our hips were flush.
 
 Our lips met as my hips pulled back. With slow, languid thrusts, I made love to her like she had been the only one. And to be honest, she was. I’d never taken my time like I was with her. I had never wanted to before. I wanted this to last and I wanted to remember it for a lifetime.
 
 Her hips rocked with a with a painful need as she dug her nails into my back. To say that she felt amazing would have been an understatement. She felt like she was made for me. And I truly believe that she was.
 
 My cock throbbed and my balls drew up. Her walls sucked me in and quivered around me. Her moans became longer and louder, bouncing off the walls and filling my ears with the best sound in the fucking world.
 
 “Knight,” she moaned, dragging my name out as a plea.
 
 My hips bucked faster, pushing into her harder. Her hands moved to my ass, squeezing like she was trying to hold me in place.
 
 Then she shattered around me, her back arching, her head pushing back into the pillow as she breathed out my name. A few more deep thrust and I was crashing over the edge with her, burying myself as deep as I could as I spilled everything I had into her.
 
 Her feet hooked behind me like she wasn’t ready for me to pull away. Holding my weight up on shaky arms proved to be a challenge right then. I peppered her neck with kisses before burying my head there and inhaling her sweet scent.
 
 Her fingers traced lazy lines up and down my back. There was no place in the world that I would have rather been and even though I was thoroughly spent at that moment, I couldn’t wait to take her again. And again. And again.
 
 “Let me up, baby,” I said feeling the sudden need to collapse into a pile of mush. With a sad whine, she reluctantly released me. I didn’t miss the sigh of air that fell from her mouth as I slid from her tight channel. I pulled her into my side and tossed the covers over us. A nap seemed like the only thing my mind could process right then and as I watched her eyes slowly drift closed, I knew we were both on the same page.
 
 “You awake?” Her soft voice filtered through my ears pulling me from sleep.