“Then I will…” I started but stopped as nothing came to mind.
I moved away from him, letting his cock pull out of me as I pushed him back and straddled his hips.
Pointing a finger at his chest, I looked at him with a serious face, trying to look angry. “I will do everything in my power to burn it into that brain of yours that you will never have to doubt yourself ever again. Your love makes me feel alive, and without you, I don’t think I’d survive even one hour.”
My jaw was clenched, wanting to show him how serious I was about this. But all I got in return was his heartfelt laughter.
“Stop,” I murmured, frowning at him and slapping his chest. “This isn’t supposed to be funny.”
“I’m sorry, sweet girl,” he said, slowly controlling his outburst. “You’re just too damn adorable.”
“I’m serious,” I told him, covering his mouth with my hand to stop him from laughing.
I felt him press his lips into a tight line, and when he moved my hand from his mouth, he reached up to pull me down to kiss him.
“No more doubting,” he promised me and himself, and before he deepened the kiss, he whispered, “Thank you for everything you’ve done for me. You helped me become a better version of myself.”
He didn’t have to thank me for something so obvious.
Because in the end, he had done the same for me.