Total pages in book: 21
Estimated words: 19580 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 98(@200wpm)___ 78(@250wpm)___ 65(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 19580 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 98(@200wpm)___ 78(@250wpm)___ 65(@300wpm)
She freezes, says nothing.
Oh no! For a terrible second, I think I've ruined everything.
"Say that again."
"I love you, Elise." I slow my movements, making each thrust deep, more intense. Meaning every thrust. "I have loved you for years."
Her body clenches around me, her back arches as she comes hard. The sight of her, the feel of her pulsing around me. My restraint breaks. I bury myself deep, release tearing through me with an intensity I've never experienced before, hot ropes of come coating her walls.
We stay locked together, both trembling, my forehead pressed against hers as we try to catch our breath. I'm still inside her, neither of us wanting to break this connection.
"Did you mean it?"
"Every word." I brush my lips against hers. "Every single word."
After a moment, I carefully withdraw, both of us wince slightly at the sensation. Feeling the sudden loss of connectedness. I take my time now, removing the rest of her clothes. I kiss each new inch of skin as it's revealed. I scatter some rose petals aside, rearranging them to outline her body as she lies on the bed.
I worship her body with hands and mouth, tracing the curve of her waist, the swell of her breasts, the softness of her inner thighs. "I've dreamed about this so many times, but this right here doesn't compare to any of my fantasies."
Elise is not passive; her hands explore my body with equal curiosity and desire. Her touch is both tentative and bold, mapping the contours of my chest, the ridges of my abdomen, the sensitive skin of my hipbones. When her hand wraps around my cock, I groan, already hardening again.
"I love you too," she says suddenly, the words making everything in me go still.
I look up from where I've been kissing the inside of her wrist.
A smile curves her lips. "I love you, Elias."
I roll over and slide her closer to me. Our gazes lock, and I wedge my cock against her glistening pussy again and push inside, slower this time.
With my mouth hovering above hers, I move my hips, burying myself to the hilt and gritting my teeth at how good she feels. But Elise cannot be outdone. Even from under me, she lifts her hips to meet mine thrust for thrust, and it's fucking glorious. I lift her leg over my shoulder, allowing me to go even deeper, as I use the other hand to reach between us and tease her clit.
Elise digs her ass into the mattress and lets out a shaky breath. Taking that as a cue to continue, I rut into her until she stiffens, trembles, and moans loudly. I follow her almost immediately. Blinding sparks light the darkness behind my eyes as an explosion of sensations tears through me.
She clings to me in shuddering spasms while I continue coating her pussy with my thick, warm cum.
Sweaty, dazed, and breathless, we lie tangled in the sheets and each other, her head on my chest. The room is quiet except for our gradually steadying breaths and our thumping heartbeats.
"I can't believe this is real."
I press a kiss to the top of her head. "Which part? The part where James got us a room that looks like an interactive Valentine's Day card, or the part where I told you I've been in love with you since high school?"
She chuckles. "Both. But especially the second part."
My fingers find her chin, tilting her face up to mine. "So, can I take you on a real first date?"
"Elias, we're way past first dates."
"I know, but I want to do this right. Wine and dine you. Court you properly."
Her gaze softens. "I'd like that."
I hesitate, suddenly nervous to say aloud my next thought, despite everything we've shared tonight. "Elise, will you be my girlfriend? For real this time. No fake dating, no schemes. Just us."
"Yes. God, yes," she chuckles to herself, "I'm done with practice, anyway."
"You know, it's not polite to laugh at your own jokes ... according to James." She reaches out and pinches me hard. But I have no body fat to grip, and her thumb and finger just slip off into nothingness. "Ha, serves you right. Now it's my turn," I shoot out my hand to tickle her ribs, and she squirms away laughing loudly.
I shake my head in wonder. "I can't believe you wanted me all this time."
"I can't believe YOU wanted ME all this time."
"We wasted so many years."
"We have time now. All the time in the world."
"I love you, Elise Walters."
She smiles against my lips. "I love you too, Elias King."
And in this moment, with her in my arms, I know that everything—the waiting, the longing, the years apart—was worth it. Because it led us here, to this perfect moment, to each other.
Elise will be mine until the day I die.