Page 55 of One Lovely Lie

“No, baby.” He presses a kiss to the center of my back. “You’re going to be my first. I’m going to make love to you.”

His words make me moan. I wanted messy and hot and sloppy, but he has another idea that I am totally on board with. I nod my head against the mattress and he shoves a pillow underneath my hips.

“I’m going to show you how important you are to me.” He drapes his body over mine. “I’m going to show you how much I love you.” He gently sucks my earlobe in between his lips. “I’m going to show you that we were always meant to be together.”

He slides in slowly, so slowly I can feel his cock dragging along my walls at a pace that makes me quake. He’s trembling above me and I can only imagine that this feels just as emotional to him as it does to me.

He’s taking his time. So sweet. So tender. So heartwarming that I can’t stop myself from crying. It’s ridiculous. The way his weight settles on mine and the way his hands spread my cheeks for his viewing pleasure should elicit no tears.

“Oh, baby, you crying for me?” he teases against my ear. “So beautiful. I love you so much.”

“I love you too,” I sniffle, reaching behind me so I can yank his head down to mine, craning my head so I can kiss him. “Please, go faster. I need you.”

“No, no,” he says, shaking his head at me. “We’re doing this my way and I want to take my time with you.”

I sob into the sheets. It feels so good. So fucking good. It’s like a slow-building orgasm but every time I get close, he pulls back. He’s edging me and it’s so fucking bittersweet and too much.

I feel something pressing against my ass and it’s not his cock. I suck in a deep breath, look behind me, and see that he’s trying to get a finger in there along with his cock. He’s staring at my hole, staring at his cock in my hole as he manages to get his finger snug against it.

Holy motherfucking Christ Almighty, shit.

“Magnus!” I cry, pushing back against both his cock and his finger. “Please, please.”

“What are you begging for?” he asks, slowly dragging his finger along his cock. “You’ve got my finger, you’ve got my cock, what else could you want?”

“I want to come,” I whine. I’m so full, I’m so stretched, the burn is making me see stars.

“Okay, baby. I can give you that.”

And he does. His sweet slow pace evaporates with his need to please me. He removes his finger, hauls my hips up so I’m propped on all fours and pounds into me. It’s brutal and rough and so fucking delicious. He’s fucking me so hard that the bed squeaks underneath us and I’m briefly concerned that we’re going to break it.

“This perfect ass is mine. Your perfect cock is all mine,” he purrs above me, reaching around to stroke my length at a fevered pace. “This perfect man is all mine.”

“All yours,” I confirm, edging closer and closer until I’m at a loss for words. “I’m gonna…I’m gonna—”

“Yes, tighten that ass around me,” he moans, slapping my ass with one hand as he speeds up his strokes on my dick. “Make me come inside you.”

It’s like an explosion hits me. I come and I come and there’s so much more than there usually is. He fills me up, pulling out and pushing back in until I feel his cum dripping down the inside of my thighs.

“So good, baby,” he murmurs against my lips as he maneuvers me where he wants. I end up on my back with him curled around my side. “I love you so much.”

“Not as much as I love you,” I tease breathlessly with a smile on my face as I run my fingers through his sweaty hair.

“Impossible,” he laughs, reaching up to kiss my cheek. “I wish you could see inside my head, see yourself the way I see you.”

And I wish he could see inside mine. I wish he could see how happy he’s made me. I wish he could see that all my dreams have come true, that after years of longing and pining, I finally have the one thing I wanted most in the world.

Him.

Us.

Forever and ever.

Chapter 18

Magnus

Being in love is the best shit ever. As the love of my life snores peacefully against my chest—a bit of drool coming out of the corner of his mouth, his beautiful curls all mussed up—I wonder why I was ever scared of this.

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