Page 159 of Spicy Ever After
I open my mouth to tell him to take me harder, but my orgasm breaks open before I can form words. Sounds come out anyway.
A lot of sounds.
“AAAAH… AAAAAH… MY…MMMM… OHHHH…. OHHHH, YES! YES! YES! YES!”
It’s as though my climax is the starting pistol for his. The muscles of his ass turn to granite and instinct tells me to grab them harder. Lock my thighs around him tighter.
Beck is still wringing pleasure from me with every thrust, but I float down from my high just enough to remember that watching him come apart isn’t something I want to miss.
“Hattie—Sweet… Gah?—”
His mouth falls open, his eyelids falter, and the look of such gasping, tortured ecstasy claims his face.
He is so beautiful, time slows.
And I know I will hold tight to this memory until my last breath.
When he collapses in my arms seconds later, a panting wreck, fresh tears wet my lashes. I clamp my mouth shut because volley after volley of the vow launch from my heart.
I love you.
I love you.
I love you.
“G-God—” His breath saws through the words. “God… You’re—I… Hattie… I never want to leave.”
I kiss his neck because I don’t trust my voice. But I hug him to me as tight as I can. He hugs back, crushing me in the best way.
God, help me, if he doesn’t love me back.
God, help me, if this isn’t love.
If this isn’t his love, I am lost.
The silent prayers pour from me, more devout than any I’ve uttered in my life.
Beck’s hand cups my cheek. He presses a kiss to my jaw and raises his head to meet my eyes. He blinks, seeing my tears.
His whole body locks.
“Are you—Hattie, did I hurt you?”
I shake my head. “No. No. Not at all. It was…” How can I find the right words? The words that say just enough but not too much?
Beck has never made me feel like too much, and I’d like to keep it that way.
He brushes a tear with his thumb and tilts his head? “Good?”
My breath gusts out of me. “Good? It was holy!”
Oops. Was that too much?
But Beck just laughs before coming in for a kiss.
“Holy. Yeah. That almost covers it,” he murmurs against my lips.
God, I love him.
