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“I’ll be gentle, baby,” he murmured softly, “But I’m sorry, this might hurt a little.”

I pulled his lips to mine, needing him to kiss me through the awkward bit. Tyler grabbed my behind with both hands, pressing forward as he moved inside me.

I was so wet, so ready, that he slipped inside slowly without much pain, just a confused bit of tension as my body learned to stretch for him.

He took several long, slow strokes inside me, then filled me completely and stayed still. I’ve never felt so full, and so incredibly connected to someone.

“Tana,” he murmured against my lips, never stopping our endless kiss, “Things said during sex don’t count. So maybe you won’t think I’m crazy when I tell you that I love you.”

I stared at him, and blinking for a second, then said, “I think I love–”

He cut me off with a crushing kiss, sliding one hand under my shoulders so that it felt like he was holding my entire body as he began to rock slowly inside me.

This wasn’t just the most pleasure I’ve ever had, it was like entering an entirely new dimension. Even though I felt small compared to him, every kiss, every movement felt gigantic.

As my hand slid down his back, he pressed back against it. My hips shifted, and he followed my movement. Then, as if he could read my mind, he angled so that the base of his shaft was rubbing against my tender button with each stroke.

“Tyler,” I heard myself moan against his lips.

His slow, steady rhythm was creating a deep swell of heat and emotion that made me feel like I was floating and falling at the same time.

“You feel so perfect, baby,” he breathed. His hand slid up my shoulders to cradle the back of my head, tilting it back so that he could kiss down the column of my throat, down to my breast. Lazily circling his tongue around my nipple, he sent sparks through every inch of me.

“Yes,” I breathed, holding him tightly against me. It felt like his shaft was growing even thicker, moving inside me, hitting every single nerve that was awakening for the very first time.

After kissing his way back up to my lips, Tyler stared into my eyes. “I can feel you tightening around me, sweetheart.”

“Mmm hmm,” I mumbled, my vision starting to blur. All I could see was those gorgeous eyes and his soft smile.

Part of me couldn’t believe that this was happening. The much larger part knew that this was meant to be from the second we met.

His powerful thighs tightened, propelling his hips a bit faster. The sensation of his body moving against mine was incredible. Too perfect. Too much.

But it was more than that. This incredible man had been so open with me right from the start. Saving me, then caring for me, every step of the way.

Watching his eyes light up from every muffled moan I made was so sweet that I realized I was utterly, completely in love with him at the same second my lips fell open with a gasp.

“That’s it, baby.” His voice was darker, raspy. “Oh god, I can feel you squeezing me so hard. Come for me, sweetheart.”

Trying to hold back a scream, my fingernails tightened into his flesh as I shook, my thighs locked around his hips as he moved faster, deeper. Our open-mouthed kisses were ragged as we panted for air.

“Please,” I cried, “I need to feel you.”

Tyler’s deep eyes blazed at the word ‘please’. His thickness seemed to swell impossibly, creating such pressure that I gasped loudly again.

“Tana, baby,” he growled, pumping hard and fast as thick bursts of heat emptied into the far end of my channel, making me squeal. The feeling was so sexy, so raw, that it extended my twitching spasms.

When we finally stopped moving, Tyler grinned. He kissed me softly, then rolled off me, pulling me on top of him.

Pressing myself up, I searched his eyes, not knowing what to say. His intense smile was odd.

“Sweetheart, that was the sexiest, most incredible experience of my life,” he said softly. “But as a carpenter who fits things together all day long, I have to point out that was the perfect fit.”

Falling on his chest, I laughed so hard I was shaking. I loved that he made everything light and fun, even something as deep as our first time together.

CHAPTER ELEVEN

* Tyler *

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