I add another finger and her eyes close.
I grab her chin. “Eyes open, Nova.”
Her eyes reluctantly flutter open, the warm brown all but swallowed by black and thick with lust. Her lips are pink and pouted, already swollen from my kiss and the night’s only just beginning.
The tiredness I felt upon getting off work has completely disappeared. I feel alive in a way I didn’t know was possible.
“You’re beautiful,” I tell her, my teeth biting into her shoulder.
Marking her.
Claiming her.
She glides her hands from my waist, up my chest, circling around my shoulders where she locks her fingers together at the base of my neck. She takes one hand and traces a shaking finger over my lips.
“So are you.”
I grab her hand in my own, kissing her fingers before locking our fingers together and placing our joined hands over my heart.
This moment feels profound.
I don’t know if she quite understands my meaning—that I’m showing her, since I can’t say it, that my heart is hers. I never thought I’d give it to anyone—to love is to give someone the power to destroy you—but these few short weeks with Nova have been some of the best of my life, and I’ve never felt stronger, or happier.
Nova’s fingers tremble in mine, and I think, I hope, at least, that she does understand.
I release her and grab her hips, sliding her up on the bed.
I follow, and she spreads her legs to accommodate my body.
My eyes find hers, and I grab the base of my cock, guiding it inside her.
She gasps, her hips fighting to move but I hold her steady. Her teeth dig into her bottom lip and her nails rake down my back.
“Jace. Oh, God,” she whimpers, her legs shaking.
I ease back out and in.
“J-Jace. Please. Fuck me hard.”
I shake my head. “No.”
She trembles beneath me.
“I need—”
I silence her with a kiss and pull back. “I know what you need. Trust me. You trust me, right?”
She swallows thickly and nods, her eyes vibrant.
“I need to hear you say it.”
“I trust you.”
I’ve never made love to anyone before. It’s always been hard, and fast, and your stereotypical fuck. I never thought I’d want this—slow love-making with feelings. But fuck, I think this is the hottest thing I’ve ever experienced in my life. Every moment, every second, feels infinitely slow down.
My hair falls in my eyes, and I flick my head to the side, ridding myself of the annoyance, because I don’t want to miss a moment of this. I want to watch her.
I slide in and out of her slowly and her lips part as little pants escape her. Her eyes roam my body, from my head down to where we’re joined. When her eyes find the spot where my cock moves in and out of her, she moans and clenches around me. My little Nova likes to watch, and I fucking love that it turns her on as much as it does me.