Page 89 of Four Weddings to Fall in Love
I think now might be the time to say—
“I love you,” she says before I can speak.
Hearing those words from her lips…I can’t begin to describe what it means.I feel like I’m filled with light.
“I love you, too.”I bury my face in her hair.
“I know.I heard you say it last weekend.”
“I thought you were asleep.”
“No,” she says.“Just like I wasn’t asleep when you left the room after Tessa and Malcolm’s wedding.”
“I hope those words didn’t scare you.”
“Maybe a little, but it’s okay.We’re fine now.Much better than that, in fact.”She rolls her hips against mine, and I’m instantly rock hard.“And I’ll be even better once you’re inside me.”
I set her down and open my pants.
Her eyes widen.“Right here?”
“Unless you don’t—”
“No, no, I do.”
I shove the crotch of her panties aside then pick her up.With no preparation, I impale her on my cock.She screams, and I cover her mouth with one hand, keeping the other hand firmly under her ass.
“We’re right next to the hallway,” I murmur.“That’s it.You can take it.”
With her, I feel like I can let go, in a way I’ve never been able to do with anyone else.
I fuck her roughly as I slip my finger into her mouth.Once she swirls her tongue around it, I move it between her legs and touch her clit.
“I’m not going to last long,” I say, “but I’ll take care of you, I promise.”
She feels so good and tight and wet.It really won’t take long at all.She claws at my shoulders, and her mouth is open in pleasure, but she’s restraining herself from making any noise.
She’s so fucking hot.
Her inner muscles squeeze me, and she allows a soft sound of ecstasy to fall from her lips.
That’s all it takes.I empty myself inside her.
And then I take her to the bedroom, set my mouth on her, and make her come.
Afterward, we have a leisurely hour in bed, just holding each other and lazily kissing.I never want this to end, but unfortunately, food will soon become a necessity.
“What do you want for dinner?”I ask.
Kim sits up, and I momentarily forget about my question as I admire the swell of her breasts.She sees me looking and laughs.
“I’ll take care of dinner,” she says.“You stay here and relax.”
“Don’t clean any of my pots and pans.Some of them need to be treated carefully.”
“I’m not cooking tonight, don’t worry.But you can explain it to me later.”She presses a finger to my mouth.
After putting on the dress she wore earlier, she leaves.I feel a little weird about the situation.I’m used to preparing food and getting things done, especially in my own apartment.
