He places them on top of the nightstand, grabbing a condom. I watch him tear away the wrapper and I take the rubber away from him, sheathing his length with the latex, completely overtaken by desire.

He pushes two fingers inside me, smiling as they slip into my wet core. “You’re ready,” he says, pushing my feet open, lifting me by the waist, and thrusting his thick cock inside me.

He stills, our eyes meet for a long moment. I wrap my legs around him, this time should be like the others, yet, it feels … different.

As he thrusts himself inside me and his eyes bore into mine, my entire soul is quivering. I want him to continue, though the feelings inside my chest are beginning to crack my heart. This is too much to take, and yet, he gives me a heart-stopping kiss while he moves faster and harder.

I wrap my arms around his neck, meeting his hips, seeking more of whatever it is he’s giving me tonight. He pushes his arms underneath me, holding me close to his body. His body is pressed so hard against me that I can feel every one of his muscles. I can feel his heart beating as fast as mine, and I wish it beat for me.

Nothing we do feels like enough. I want to be inside him, for him to be inside me. Never in my life have I ever had the need to belong to someone. Tonight, I surrender my heart to this fantasy, and I don’t care if I lose it forever.

Overwhelmed by my emotion, tears begin to form in my eyes. It’s not sadness, nor happiness. Whatever I feel is foreign, and I want so badly to tell him he’s breaking me in the most beautiful way, as I’m climbing the tallest peak of pleasure I’ve ever reached in my life. I cling to him tightly as I’m about to explode. I don’t want to be alone when I fall from this high.

Miller rocks into me deeper, harder, faster. As if he knows I’m about to come undone, or maybe he’s just about to reach his peak too.

We both groan, shake and push into each other as deep as possible.

He kisses me fiercely.

We’re locked together.

Building a fire.

Heating each other’s bodies.

Until we both begin to unravel, pushing each other into a deep pool of pleasure until a mind-blowing orgasm takes over my entire body.

All I feel is him.

His cock buried deep inside me. His mouth possessing me, drinking me in.

The only one holding me in one piece is Miller Archer, and I’m not sure how I’ll survive the rest of my life without him.

Fourteen

Miller