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Iris was in love with me.
She might not have been able to say it out loud, like I couldn't, but it was there, shining from her eyes.
Would we ever get the chance to say it to each other? Or would our moment never come? The words were on the tip of my tongue as she started to push my jeans down my thighs, her movements impatient. I lifted my hips for her, my hands never leaving the headboard.
It took her maybe five seconds, but it might as well have been five years, my whole body felt on edge.
“I…” The words died on my lips as she straddled me. I had been about to tell her I loved her, that I had always fucking loved her, when the head of my cock slid into her wetness. Any and all thoughts left my head as that warmth enveloped me. My eyes rolled back into my skull.
“Iris.” My voice was strangled.
I couldn't be sure how many women there had been before her, but none of them even came close to her. My knuckles cracked loudly as I struggled to not touch her.
“Is this ok?” She rolled her hips, seating herself fully on me. Her lips parted in a little moan that went straight to my dick. My balls drew up painfully tight.
“Fuck.” I thrust my hips upwards, urging her to move again. “Fuck, yes.” She didn't need me to tell her. She could feel what she was doing to me. And if she couldn't, she would sure as hell be able to hear it in my voice.
Slowly she began to move. Her tits bounced and I wanted to cover them with my hands, nip and suck on those straining pink nipples, but I didn't loosen my grip on the headboard. This was her rodeo. Tearing my eyes from those perfect tits, I met her eyes.
“Baby, you feel fucking amazing.”
Her brow creased in concentration, and she picked up the pace. Her movements became jerkier the more we came together. Sweat beaded her face, making her hair stick to her. I wanted to wipe it away from her. To cup her face between my hands and kiss her.
I wanted to tell her how I felt before it was too late.
But I just couldn't say the words.
Above me, Iris tensed. She was close. So fucking close. Falling onto my chest, she struggled to keep moving even as her lips found mine. The salty taste of her sweat, her breathy little moans that I swallowed down were all I needed.
My control snapped. I wrapped both my arms around her waist and drove upwards, spearing her with long hard strokes.
“Come for me, baby, come for me before...”
She came with a scream that I caught with my mouth. My own guttural groan mingled with hers as I exploded inside of her. With one last thrust into her quivering channel, I flopped back, absolutely boneless. Iris fell on top of me, and my arms tightened around her.
I wanted to stay like that forever, to lock us both away in a little cocoon of happiness and bliss.
“Cyber?” she whispered after several minutes
“Yes, baby.” Both my hands stroked up and down her back.
“I think….” she stuttered to a stop, and heaving herself up on her elbow, she looked down into my face. “I think I might love you. I think I might have always loved you.”
Those magic words.
My mouth opened and nothing came out. Not even a squeak.
Why the hell couldn't I say them back?
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“Where’s Violet?”Iris' voice was strong as we stepped out the front door an hour later. Monster turned from his perch on the stairs, casting a glance behind him. The smile on his lips died at the looks on our faces.
I knew what he saw. The way Iris’ face was strained, her hand loose in mine. If I hadn't gripped it so tightly, she would have pulled away from me completely.
It had taken a lot for her to say the words that I had been dying to hear, and I had hurt her by not even acknowledging them. It wasn't even that I didn't want to say it back, because I did. I didn’t know what had stopped me.
