He takes me hard and loves me gently at the same time, leaving me gasping beneath him.
"Kennedy," he groans. "Being inside you is heaven, angel baby."
My hands sweep down his back, gripping onto his firm ass as the coil inside my belly tightens. I can't focus on any one sensation before another, equally as powerful, swarms through me. It's too much and not enough at the same time. I lift my hips to meet his, writhe beneath him.
He tilts his hips. His piercing drags across that same spot he found earlier.
I cry out, coming hard. It tears through me like a savage wind, leaving me sobbing in helpless pleasure. Waves of it wrack my body, curling my toes, arching my back. Completely unmaking me down to the tiniest quark.
Asher bellows my name, his hips slamming into mine without rhythm. He cries out again, and I feel his erection jerk inside me as he comes too. My inner muscles clench around him, demanding everything he has. He moans above me, his fingers digging into my hips as he gives it to me, spilling into me until we're both a sticky, ruined mess.
My body falls limp at the same time he collapses. He lands against me, holding his weight off me on his forearms. His head comes to rest between my breasts. He's a sweaty mess, gasping for breath, his big body trembling.
I float beneath him, too blissed out to move.
Eventually, he presses his lips to my heart and finds the energy to lift his head. His gray eyes shine, adding another line to his story. This one whispers of home and peace…and love.
"I love you," he says.
They're my three favorite words.
I give them back to him, meaning them with every fiber of my being. "I love you too, Asher."