I watch as he rolls a condom on and lies down on top of me. We stare at each other as he holds himself up on his elbows, and his body finds that place between my legs. I grab his behind, but he stops me from pulling him in.
“I want it slow,” he breathes.
Oh God, my insides begin to ripple in excitement. “I want you.”
His lips take mine, and our kiss becomes frantic as his body slides in slow and deep. My back arches off the bed in pleasure at his possession.
I moan loudly, and his eyes roll back in pleasure.
For twenty minutes, we slowly appreciate each other’s bodies; he’s gentle and loving and so, so deep inside me. His open mouth roams from my collarbone, up my neck, and across my jaw to my lips.
“f**k, Chloe Bennett,” he whispers. “You turn me inside out, baby.”
If I could repl
