Page 132 of The Last Storm
“I felt it too,” she uttered under her breath.
Tightening my grip on her, I continued, “In that moment, there was so much I wanted to tell you, and the thought of never getting to say any of it to you… It would have been my biggest regret.” My chest was tight with the weight of the words that I wanted to say. I prayed she couldn’t feel my heart pounding beneath her. “I don’t want you to live another day, or Goddess forbid die, without knowing that I… I love you.”
I had never said those words aloud. To anyone. Ever.
My cheeks flamed and when she didn’t immediately respond, my muscles itched to move. To hide. To escape the vulnerability.
She slowly lifted her head and her eyes brimmed with tears. “I love you, too, Rogue,” she whispered, nodding.
I released a breath of relief as warmth and happiness filled me, expanding my chest. This was a feeling I would never grow tired of. It was addictive and intoxicating and delicious.
Everything that she was, wound up in a feeling that consumed me.
Sheconsumed me and I would gladly burn in her fire for eternity.
“Without you, little storm, I would still be lost in a world of darkness,” I uttered, cupping her face to lower her mouth to mine.
She moaned into me and the sound went straight to my cock. She shifted to straddle me in the chair, and I hardened beneath her as she ground her hips.
She tugged at my shirt and the buttons popped off as she yanked at it, baring my abdomen. I grinned against her mouth as she undid the buttons of my trousers and freed me, groaning as she wrapped her hand around me.
She hiked her dress up, exposing her bare sex.
I lovethat. Such a good girl, always ready for me.
My hands gripped her hips as she slid down, impaling herself on me.
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Ara
Grabbing the back of the chair for leverage, I lifted myself and dropped, taking all of him. My head fell back at the feel of it and I ground my hips, pulling a moan from my lips.
“Mmm. You feel so good, little storm.” He knotted his fingers in my hair and jerked my eyes back to him. “But you will look at me while you take your pleasure.”
My breath caught and I nodded, his hand still entwined in my hair. Holding his gaze, I lifted myself and lowered again painfully slowly. I repeated, teasing him, and a smirk danced along my lips as he clenched his jaw with restraint.
“Such a tease,” he groaned with a breathy laugh. Gripping my hip with his other hand, he held me in place as he thrust into me, hitting deep. A smile tugged at one side of his mouth and he pulled out to slam into me again. Slow but powerful. Leaving me on edge.
“Rogue,” I pleaded.
He thrust again and a moan escaped me.
“My sweet girl,” he said, driving into me again. A loud, breathy scream tore from my throat. He pulled me forward until my breasts were pressed against his chest to whisper in my ear, “Chase your release, little storm.”
I ground my hips, moaning into his neck, before lifting and dropping myself on him. I repeated the motion, again and again, increasing my pace. Lowering my hand to circle my clit, my breath increased to match my pace.
“That’s it,” he groaned. “Just like that.”
The praise barreled through me, sending me over the edge. As I neared my climax, my face buried in his neck and I drowned in his scent.
And then I felt it. The need tofinallyclaim what is mine. And heismine.
My tongue trailed along his neck to his ear. He groaned as I nipped and sucked. I grazed my way back down to the connection at his shoulder.
As I rode him faster, I kissed the spot and his breath caught.
Mine.
