I can barely whisper the answer. “You. I’m yours.”
A satisfied smile curves his lips as he stands, undoing his belt with deliberate slowness that makes me whimper. He positions himself between my legs, lifting my hips to meet him as he presses into me, filling me completely. I gasp, my hands clutching his shoulders as he moves, each thrust deep and unhurried, grounding me in the sensation of him.
He’s all I can think about, all I can feel as he claims me, every nerve in my body aware of him. His pace quickens, the pleasure building with every movement until I’m spiraling, my body shattering as I cry out his name, lost in the sensation of him.
Afterwards, Ric settles against me, his lips trailing over my neck as he leaves a hickey, marking me. I reach up, touching his face, brushing my f
