“That’s all in the past. You can have me. All of me. My love, my body, my soul… They belong to you. Only to you.”
He pulled in a long breath, let it out slowly. “I’ve waited so long for you.”
> She smiled sweetly. “I have you beat in that area, remember?”
“Ah yes.” His fingers deftly worked the buttons on the shirt she wore and he pushed the material over her shoulders and down her arms. “The world’s oldest cougar.”
“Hey, I look damn good for six hundred and change.”
“Stunningly beautiful,” he said as his dark eyes feasted on her naked body, no longer bruised. “Absolutely breathtaking.”
Her stomach fluttered. She reached for him, her fingers burning to touch his skin, his muscles. “I want you so much.”
“You can have me,” he said. His head dipped, his lips brushing against hers as he repeated her words. “All of me. My love, my body, my soul. They belong to you. Only you. Forever.”
“Forever.” She loved that word. Loved this man. “Perfect.”
“Not yet,” he murmured.
Shifting off the bed, he stripped off the rest of his clothes and then returned to her, stretching out on top her, settling between her parted legs. Their bodies melded together, becoming one again. When he drove deep into her wet pussy, making her cry out from the intense pleasure that rocketed through her more acutely than ever before, he added, “Now this is perfect.”
She couldn’t agree more.