Page 89 of Whisper Of Attraction (Whisper Lake 3)

She heard a voice screaming his name and barely even recognized it as her own; it was so full of abandon and desperation.

Before she’d met him, before he’d come into her life and made it so complete by showing her that she had someone to lean on, she could’ve never imagined losing her inhibitions so completely. She’d always held onto them with an iron fist and it felt so freeing to let them slip away in the heat of ecstasy.

Her entire body shook as the orgasm washed over her, taking complete control of her. She wasn’t in charge of either her physical self or her consciousness right then, and she wouldn’t have had it any other way. Half of the pleasure that she felt in that moment came from the letting go.

And that’s exactly what she did. All thoughts were lost as stars spun behind her eyes as she crested the ultimate peak. She had no worries in that moment. Nothing from “real life” intruded. There was nothing but Axel and the pleasure he was giving her, and the only thing she felt that could even rival the physical sensations he was sending through her was gratitude. Not just for the orgasm, although it was freaking awesome, but for the freedom to surrender herself to it because she knew that she could depend on him. That was so sweet and so rare, and she would never take it for granted. Not ever.

When she finally opened her eyes and saw clearly again, the first thing she saw was his face, smiling up at her. She grinned back. “Wow. I could get used to this.”

He rubbed his thumb in small circles on her hip. “Believe me, baby. That’s my goal. I want to be here, right here, for the rest of our lives.”

Tears sprang to her eyes, surprising her. Emotions that she’d locked down for so long gushed out like a flood now that the gates had been opened. She decided to just let it happen, to appreciate it for what it was: love, in all of its many forms.

Gratitude. Pleasure. Freedom. Trust. Yep, those were all just different sides of the same phenomenon.

Love.

“I have one condition.”

He grinned, even chuckled a little. “Oh, yeah? What’s that?”

She wrinkled her nose. “Well, I believe in equality. And if I am going to be naked whenever we’re alone, I think it’s only fair that you are, too.”

A broad smile spread on his face as he laughed and warmth spread through her. She loved the sound of his laugh, especially when she was the one that had made him laugh like that. It always had a certain underlying quality to it, like she’d taken him by surprise and it was the most adorable thing he’d ever seen in his life. She just couldn’t get enough of it.

He jumped up from bed and started stripping off his clothes at record speed. His grin never disappeared as he said, “You drive a hard bargain, but I will agree to that condition.”

In a few seconds, he was completely naked. Not only that, he’d fished a condom out of his wallet, unwrapped it, and unrolled it onto his truly impressive erection.

“Wow, I’m not the only one with a hard bargain,” she said. She was joking, but there was actually awe behind her words. “That is…wow.”

He leaned down and kissed her. “It’s because of you. Because I’m damn desperate to be inside you,” he explained, the raw rasp in his voice making her inner walls ache to be invaded by him.

She leaned back, running her fingers down the ridges of his muscular chest as he positioned himself over her. She spread her legs, every bit as eager to feel him in her as he was to enter her.

When he was poised at her opening, he paused for a moment, stroked her hair, and looked into her eyes as gently as she could imagine. “You’re my world,” he breathed, and then thrust into her.

She raised her hips again and again to meet his thrusts, not knowing if the exquisite pleasure building in her belly was due more to the penetration or the way that amazing phrase kept replaying in her head.

You’re my world. You’re my world. You’re my world.

There was nothing else that could’ve made her feel more cherished, special, and loved in that moment. It was spectacular, and she felt the words (and the sentiment they represented) resonating through every cell in her body.

Axel scooped her up against his chest suddenly, his muscles clenching tight as he clutched her to him. She felt his entire body clench as he reached his climax, and she was right behind him.

Feeling him seize with pleasure was all it took for the swirling waves within her to carry her back up and over the crest. She wrapped her arms around him, burying her head in his neck and her body did the rest, riding out her release until the final spasms claimed her.

When their breathing had returned to normal, the sweat just starting to cool on their skin, they lay there in the bed together and he brushed her hair back from her face. The simple gesture, so basic yet so sweet and intimate, was the thing that let her know, finally and for sure, that yes– this was real. It wasn’t a fluke, or a one-night stand. This was the beginning of the rest of their lives.

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