Page 113 of Saving Forever

We’re good together, and I thank God for my gut reaction to step in that day at West and Serena’s wedding.

Because now she’s mine.

She slides down slowly, my cock filling her. Her body is lean and graceful, and there’s nothing I love more than watching her move over me, eyes locked, bodies intertwined. Her hands rest on my shoulders, and she stares down, a soft smile on her lips.

“I love you,” she whispers.

“You have no idea how much I love you,” I say. I lift a hand, pulling her down so I can kiss her again. She’s sweet and salty and sexy—and all mine. My mouth practically fuses with hers, kissing and nipping as she rides me. Someday, when we do this, I’m going to put my child inside her. We’re not ready yet, but maybe in a year or two. For now, we’re enjoying each other and the life we’ve started to build.

Now that I know what true love feels like, I don’t know how I survived without it. Without her. She’s my other half, a part that fits into my world seamlessly.

“Let me feel you milk my cock, baby.” I’m learning both sweet talk and dirty talk in English. As embarrassing as it is, she doesn’t mind telling me what she likes to hear in bed, so I just ask when I’m unsure.

This part, however, I’m very sure about. I thrust up deep and dig my fingers into her hips, holding her in place as I stroke into her. I watch her eyes flutter closed and then as her fingernails dig into my shoulders.

“Viktor!” She cries out my name as she tumbles over the cliff and I’m right behind her. Then she collapses against my chest, warm and soft and still breathing hard.

“I love how it feels when your pussy pulses around me,” I murmur, stroking her hair.

“I just love you.” She nestles deeper. “Thank you for loving me.”

“You never have to thank me for this—it is the greatest pleasure of my life.”