He wraps his arms around my middle and pulls my body from the headboard, keeping himself snugly fitted inside me as he sits back on the bed. His hands roam up my hips, my waist, to my breasts as he kisses my neck and I ride his length lazily, with such diligent purpose I hear him hiss in a sharp breath. He groans, moans, growls onto my skin. His hands roughly mark me as he grips my breasts, pinches my nipples, and I feel him slip perfectly in and out of my wetness.

“Darling,” he grips my waist tight, making me come to a stop. “Fuck, you ride my cock so good, I won’t be able to last. I already want to spill myself inside you.”

I thrust back down on his hard length, and he releases a sharp groan. “Good,” I moan, as his hips rise, urging me to keep going.

“You want me to cum for you, Wendy?”

He grips my hair in his hands tightly, forcing my head to the side. Taking my lips with his, his hands lower to my clit and he starts to rub me up and down, back and forth, in diligent circles, making me purr with ecstasy.

“You first, Darling.”

He lifts me off his lap suddenly, turning me to face him. Fisting his cock, he guides me back down over his length and we both lightly cry out from the feeling. His eyes hold mine as we get lost in each other's souls. He gently brushes my hair out of my eyes, framing my face tenderly with his hands.

“Wendy, I’ve finally realized, I was never lost,” my brow furrows as I study him, and he smiles. “Everything I’ve ever known began with you. As long as I have you, I’ll never be lost,” he smiles and leans in closer. “I found what I was looking for. You. It’s always been you. Because loving you? It’s like coming home.”

Tears fall from my eyes as he renders me completely speechless. His thumb brushes them away before gently running across my bottom lip. I suck in a breath, and he smiles. His gaze fixated on my mouth.

“Do you feel faint, Wendy?”

With a laugh, I say, “I’ve accepted the fact that I’ll never be able to breathe properly again when I’m around you. I’ll always feel like I’m about to faint, Peter.”

His grin deepens, his eyes holding a light I haven’t seen in them since I’ve been back in Neverland. “Remember, if you needed air, Darling,” his lips lower to mine. “All you had to do was ask.”