Page 75 of My Never
Her breath hitches as she holds onto me tightly, and I know my words hit the way I intended. I lift one of my hands from the sink and rub it over hers, bringing it closer to my heart, deepening the emotion swirling between us. I don’t even expecther to say anything back. We stand there just like that for a few minutes, and it feels good baring my soul to her. I want to say more, but not like this. Three words whispered against my back undo me.
“You already have.”
I turn in her arms and cup her face in my palms. I search her eyes as she looks up at me with those chocolate brown eyes full of need, and trust, and… Dare I even think it?…Love?She rises on her toes to meet me with a tender kiss. I sip her lips between mine and savor her. She tastes of our delectable dinner, but underneath that I taste her emotions. I sweep my tongue across the seam of her lips, and she parts for me with a soft moan which I capture with my mouth. The flavor of her intoxicates me more than any glass of wine could manage.
I pick her up by the thighs and set her on the kitchen island. I hear a little clink the same moment she moans into our kiss. I’d been so swept away with my thoughts, I’d forgotten about her situation. I grin salaciously against her lips.
“I think I need to ruin you a little more so that I’m sure. It’s time for your other surprise.
26
Ava
It’s quiet. I wake in the dark on top of Mark’s chest. The drapes are still open, allowing the moonlight to spill across the sheets. I slowly lift my face and study the pretty man lying in my bed. He’s got an arm tucked underneath his head behind the pillow. His soft, dark curls are mussed from my fingers and stubble sprinkles his jawline. He’s stunning. His soft lips are slightly parted, his breathing even and peaceful.
I blush thinking about what this body was doing to mine just a bit ago. Biting my lip, I think about my surprise. He’d pulled a small remote and a slightly larger vibrating plug out of his bag and told me to strip down and get on my knees on the bed. I can still hear his groan as he’d seen the gem sparkling back at him. He’d kissed my back tenderly as he’d removed the plug and worked in the other one with the help of some lube.
Wanting to see my reaction, he’d had me hold my headboard and start riding his face before he’d turned it on its lowest setting. I smirk thinking about how hard I’d come on his face. That lowest setting was still intense as hell. The minutehe’d speared me with his fingers and felt the vibrations through my pussy’s walls, he cursed and pulled me down his body and straight onto his cock.
That was what he’d never tried before, and the way his eyes rolled back into his skull will forever be seared into my brain as one of the hottest moments ever. I stole the remote from his hand as his brows furrowed when I’d begun to ride him. He may have gotten it as a surprise for me and curiosity for him, but the tables had been flipped, and I was milking it for all it was worth.
I rode my man good and long, cranking up the intensity of the vibrations and backing off when either of us would get too close. By the time I’d picked its highest level, he was panting and begging me to come so that he could. I now understand why men find it so freaking hot to hear us beg, because his stuttered pleas, begging kisses, and tortured growls turned me inside out. We’d both come so hard, shouting in triumph when we’d finally been satisfied.
I muffle my giggle so I don’t wake him as I remember him panting about how it had been the ‘Best. Surprise. Ever.’.
I run my fingers through his curls, deciding that if he wakes up, I’ll just fuck him again. Otherwise, I’m going to enjoy this beautiful creature beneath me. I love him. I’d practically told him so earlier in the kitchen, just like he’d done me. Mark stirs, likely sensing me staring at him like a creeper, but I don’t care. His eyelashes flutter open, and he looks up at me in the moonlight. He doesn’t say anything but reaches up and tucks a stray strand of my hair behind my ear.
“Were you just watching me sleep?”
“So what if I was?”
He shrugs, a smirk tugging on the corner of his lips.
“I watch you sleep too. You’re beautiful.”
“Okay, I get it. It was creepy.”
We both snicker, but he traces my jawline.
“Secrets in the semi-dark moment?” he asks, eyes glittering back at me.
“Okay, hit me.”
“I love you.”
I can’t breathe. I wasn’t expecting it. He searches my eyes as his thumb moves to trace my bottom lip. It causes me to suck in a lungful of air before stuttering back out of me. I grab his fingers from my mouth and place them on my pounding heart. His lips turn up in a smile.
“I love you too,” I whisper back. “I never thought I would, but I love you too.
A strangled sound leaves his throat as he claims my lips with his. He rolls me over and makes love to me over and over until neither of us can stay awake.
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Mark
I wake up Saturday morning and slip quietly out of bed so that I don’t wake my sleeping beauty. I have ideas about her wooden book she wants for her book shelf, and I’ve got to get them down on paper before I lose the inspiration. It’s just a little before seven. I throw on the pair of athletic shorts I have in my bag and jog out to my truck to grab the sketch pad I keep in the back seat. Back inside, I turn my Spotify playlist on low while getting to work bringing my ideas to life on paper. Sometime later, I feel arms slip around me from the back.
“Morning, baby.”
