Laying her down on the bed, our bed, we undress each other as if our lives depend on it.
There is no clumsy school kids rush here, just two people who feel that their moment has come and we can’t wait to enjoy it together.
“It’s beautiful,” she murmurs, her hands reaching out for mine.
“It sure is,” I agree with her, casting my eyes over her powder soft curves as they writhe in anticipation on the bed below me. My hardness already twitching in time with my thundering heartbeat.
“I meant the room,” she smiles dreamily, her eyes half-closed and starting to roll back as she begs me to touch her, lifting one of her legs to showing me where she needs me most.
I hadn’t noticed too much of the room, but it feels just right. It’s what I wanted. To make this special.
Moving down her body, my hands cup her breasts as they heave with her breath and I make my way down to pleasure her with my mouth.
But she stops me, a slight pass of one hand over her sex, along with her moaning tells me she’s ready now.
“I want you inside me,” she whispers hoarsely. “Take me, Wes, take me now.”
It’s music to my ears and I don’t need to give her any more instructions in knowing what she wants.
Her arms reach around me, her fingers clawing at my back as she pulls my full weight on top of her.
“I want you everywhere,” she whispers, her eyes getting wider as the tip of my hardness finds her glistening hole.
I’m so fucking hard I don’t need to guide anything, it’s like our bodies both know what they need and everything starts to find its way automatically.
“Tell me again that you want this, Katelyn,” I demand. I want to hear it again and again, to know my instinct to fill her with my seed is our destiny.
“Take me,” she whispers again. “Take me and fill me with our babies.”
I take my time, she’s so damned wet but so fucking tight too. It takes a little time to ease my thick head into her so I don’t hurt her, but it’s not long before I start to her relax around me.
Our moans get louder, and our breath matches until I feel her hot, tight tunnel contracting fully around my length.
I’ve never known anything to feel so amazing, her whole body pressed against my nakedness, her softness against my hardness. The tight pressure as she gasps, and then relaxes.
Taking all of me inside her as my mouth finds hers, repeating the same movement with our tongues.
I could have sworn I’d be unable to hold it. But once I’m inside her, and she’s moving so freely underneath me, we both find a new level of pleasure.
Tasting her with my mouth, and moving inside her, tasting her from the inside in a different way. Our skin feeling like it’s becoming all part of the same being.
A perfect tangled knot of two human bodies merging into one feeling. I don’t want this to end, but as we discover just what each other likes and how best to feel it, it’s clear this is only gonna get better.
Better by the minute, hour, and by the day. Until finally it’ll be years we have together, and always feeling like this.
Always feeling the love between us.
Chapter Fifteen
Katelyn
I’d forced myself to not even think about what happens when this year ends and my post-graduate research starts next year.
It would have meant choosing between Wes and what I do. And I know what I would have chosen, easily.
Without a doubt.
So when I realize that it’s Wes who is ready to give up everything and follow me wherever my studies lead me, it’s enough for me to know I want him.
And I want him right. Freaking. Now.
Getting down and dirty in public might end badly for us both, but it looks like Wes has planned a little surprise of his own.
In between clawing at him and kissing him, willing him inside me before I burst, I can see he’s had the room made up.
There are candles everywhere, huge bunches of red and white roses, with just as many petals sprinkled on the floor leading from the hallway to the bedroom and bathroom, where I can hear a hot tub bubbling and steaming away.
I’m overcome with the need for him, but more overcome with knowing just how much I love him.
I saw him briefly once and visited him in my mind on numerous occasions, but these past twenty-four hours feel like a lifetime’s worth of knowledge.
Knowing he’s the one. He’s my man and I’m ready now to have him make me his woman.
To claim me properly.
Seeing him hovering over me, his whole body rippling with each micro-movement, in a way I still can’t believe he’s attracted to me.