Love You Always

“Take me. All of me.” For the first time tonight, I’m the one issuing a command. “I need you.” He leans down, brushing his lips against mine before he does exactly what I asked him to. He thrusts into me until he’s fully seated. I exhale a deep breath. The pain that had come quickly had also left in the same fashion as he kisses me slowly. We both remain still until my body adjusts. I feel full and my body is ready for more.

My hands drift down his back. I try to lift my hips again, but he’s buried deep inside of me, pinning me beneath him. He lifts his mouth from mine as he starts to place kisses gently all over my face. I love how he can go from aggressive to sweet. Everything about him worked for me.

“Tell me you’re okay.”

“I won’t be okay if you don’t move.” I dig my fingers into his back.

“You need more?” He pulls out and thrusts back in. I gasp at the feeling.

“I just need you,” I admit. The words flow easily from my mouth. He pauses for a moment. His eyes locked with mine.

“I only need you, too,” he vows before he gives us both what we need. They aren't words of love, but they are close enough. He moves in and out of me. His thrusts become faster as the orgasm builds within me. I know this one is going to be different. I feel it from deep inside of me. It’s not only the pleasure but the connection I feel to Tomas. The one that I’ve never felt before.

“Tomas.” I breathe out his name.

“Go on. Come for me. I want to feel you lock around me. Take what belongs to you.” My eyes lock with his again. “Me.”

I come, crying out his name. He kisses me as I feel him jerk, his warm release spilling inside of me. He buries his face in my neck and says my name over and over again as he holds me close.

My eyes fall closed. I’ve found a peace that I didn't know I needed.

17

Tomas

“Neily!” Alyssa yells my name. I sit up from the bed, confused. I blink a few times. The door to the bedroom flies open.

“You’re naked.”

I look down at myself. I am naked but I always am when I’m in Tomas’s bed. I hate clothes, so it works well for the both of us. I mean I don’t hear Tomas complaining.

“Yeah,” I confirm. Why is she pointing out the obvious? “How did you get here?” I ask. I look around for my phone. Tomas has the curtains pulled closed and I don’t know what time it is or even the day of the week. Last I remember Tomas had me pinned to the bed and I was in orgasmic bliss. Where is that man, anyway? He is always here when I wake up. If not, he’s pulling me from the bed to come with him to wherever he’s going. We have been inseparable for the past two months.

“Tomas gave me a key,” she reminds me. Oh yeah, I forgot about that. She’d asked for one when she learned I’d practically moved in here. I never went to our old place except to grab stuff. All of Alyssa’s things had been moved out a month ago right before she said 'I do’ to Sean. The wedding was beautiful.

It was a miracle that the moms stopped pestering me about when it would be my turn. They’d laid off since that dinner months ago. It was weird, but they often are unpredictable. I think the way Alyssa had rushed down the aisle had them in fast wedding planning mode and it might have worn them out.

They are probably taking some time to recoup and then they will be a force to be reckoned with. They’re waiting for me to let my guard down and then they’ll pounce on me again. That’s the only explanation for how quiet they’ve been. What else could it be?

“The fight,” Alyssa says with her eyebrow arched. She knows me too well. Of course I forgot.

“Oh crap!” I spring from the bed, darting into the bathroom. “What time is it?” I shout as I brush out my hair. I should probably shower but I like the smell of Tomas on me.

“You have twenty minutes before we should head out. Sean is holding a car for us.” I hurriedly get ready. Not sure if I should be mad at Tomas or not. He didn't wake me up to go with him. He has to be there hours before the fight starts. Now I know why he banged me into a coma so I’d pass out for a few hours. It was probably for the best and Tomas always knows what’s best for me. I shouldn't question his reasoning.