Page 86 of No More Heartbreakers

I rolled my eyes but couldn’t help smiling. “You’re mine.”

“And?”

“And I’m yours.”

His expression was piercing. “And you’re ready to be with me, only me? And not just for right now?”

I was fully aware of the profound nature of my words as I answered. “Yes. I want you. And I always will.”

God help me, it was true. “Now—I want you inside of me, where you belong.”

Aric must have heard all he needed to hear. His eyelids flared, and he stood, scooping me up and carrying me across the small apartment to my bed. He deposited me on the comforter and stripped off the rest of his clothes.

Leaning over me, he kissed my mouth then moved down my body in a leisurely tour until he reached my thighs and gently pried them apart, kissing the inside of one, then the other.

I was on fire, the flashpoint of the inferno wherever his mouth landed. I thought I would come straight off the bed when I felt his tongue in wet strokes that ignited the most sensitive part of me, making me desperate for him and for release.

My hand clenched in his hair. “Aric,” I begged, but I wasn’t sure what for.

He continued with the delicious torture, with eager, intimate licks and kisses that had me shaking all over, acutely aware of him and of every nerve ending in my body.

It wasn’t long before the heavy coil of pleasure unwound, spreading through me, his mouth coaxing out the most exquisite sensations I’d ever experienced in my life.

People had sex every day all across the planet, but this had to be something different, something altogether new.

As the last tremor rolled through me, I reached for Aric’s shoulders, my fingernails scraping against him in an attempt to bring him up where I wanted him.

He hovered over my body and settled his gratifying weight on top of me, the hard length of him nestled at the apex of my thighs, but not moving.

“Are you happy?” he whispered, dropping a light kiss on my lips.

“Yes, as if you couldn’t tell,” I whispered back and nudged my hips upward in the most obvious of hints. “Now I want you to be happy.”

He stilled, staring at me with an intensity that almost made his eyes glow. “Are you absolutely sure you’re ready for this?”

“Yes. I’m sure. I want you. I’m ready. Please?”

Aric’s eyelids flared in excitement and he lifted himself, kneeling between my spread legs and stroking my thighs apart even wider. He leaned over me, grabbing his wallet from the bedside table and extracting a foil condom packet.

Within seconds he had it ripped open and rolled on. Then he lowered himself and pressed up against me, supporting his upper body to keep from crushing me.

He paused just at my entrance and looked down at me as if he wanted to devour my flesh bite by bite. His powerful body trembled under my fingertips.

“This may not last very long. It’s been … a really long time. And after listening to you just now—the sound of you—looking at you—I don’t know.”

I ran a hand up his chest and neck to the side of his face. “I’m already happy, remember?”

He turned his mouth into my palm and kissed it, then he nudged more firmly against me, and my body opened to accept his welcome invasion, a slow, wet glide. He began to thrust in a heavy rhythm that built on itself and soon had my hips lifting off the bed, chasing his pleasure.

My hands explored him, the powerful lines of his back, the definition that stood out in his arms and shoulders as he moved over me. He looked down at me with heavy-lidded eyes that burned with such strong emotion I had to close my eyes before the moisture in them spilled over.

And then his mouth was at my ear, his breath steamy and his words pouring out in a rumbling stream-of-consciousness form of worship, telling me I was beautiful, my body felt like heaven, that he wanted me more than anything he’d ever wanted in his life.

His voice, so filled with pleasure and want, was such a turn on I found myself panting and rocking my hips, my body reawakened and clenching and pulling at him frantically.

Aric lowered his mouth to mine and kissed me. His tongue explored me, plunging in and out in a mimicry of what his body was doing to mine. I kissed him back, sucking and licking deep.

He pulled his face away abruptly, locking his elbows and looking up toward the ceiling.

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