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He broke from the kiss, but our lips remained connected “Are you okay?”

I shuddered at the husky sound of his voice The ability to speak abandoned me I could only nod my head in response Malcolm pulled back to look at me The smile on his face set thousands of butterflies loose in er, he traced downto rest at , but the smile never left his face It was in that moment that I felt it The look on his face conveyed how much he loved me How much he cherished me My breath hitched I was overcoers were on aze back to him

“Hey, what’s wrong”

I shook ht my hands up to caress his face, and leaned up so I could kiss hi him now more than ever Malcol ainst the pillow, and snaked my arms around his back His muscles rippled under my touch as he slowly slid in and out of me I closed ing a moan from my lips He was in no hurry, and I didn’t want this to end

Malcolm’s breath was hot on s fell fro hihs Puffs of war I was close;from his masterful attention

My nails clawed at his back More tears leaked from my eyes “Fuck! Yes!”

His thrusts got harder Faster My nails dug into his back, needing so to hold on to He lifted s wrapped around his waist Our bodies ainst him with each upward thrust Our eyes locked on one another My hands went to his face, and I pressed my lips to his in desperate need to have every connection I could with this ues wrestled for control Grunts andthe space around us

I pulled away, droppedmy back as another wave of pleasure crashed over ht as he pushed into me over and over Each ti, throaty grunt The war body welco left

We fell back onto the bed Our bodies covered in a soft sheen of perspiration Our breathing: heavy and loud We looked at each other; he wore a cocky smile as his thumb came up to wipe away my tears

“Told you I could aveoff the bed

I rolled to the side, watching as he removed the condom I’d not realized he put on He headed to the bathroorin He turned off the lights, climbed into bed, and pulled me close I felt his lips on my forehead

“I love you, Ginger”

My hand went to his face I loved the feel of his beard, the way the hair tickled ue Part of me had a pull to say it back Almost as if they needed to be said, but I held back What if it was just the sex talking? No, noas not the right time When I uttered those words, I couldn’t have any doubt

“Promise?” I whispered

He took a deep breath His arhtened around me “Promise Cross my heart and hope to die”