"Ryder, I'm... I'm going to..." She can't finish the sentence, her body drawing tight as I suck her clit gently before flicking it with my tongue.
"That's it, baby," I murmur against her, the vibration making her cry out. "Let go. I've got you."
Her orgasm hits like a thunderclap, her back arching off the mattress as she comes apart in my mouth, my name falling from her lips like a benediction. I work her through it, gentling my touch as the aftershocks make her shiver, lapping up every drop of her release like I'm dying of thirst.
When she finally goes limp beneath me, I press soft kisses to her inner thighs, her hip bones, working my way back up her body until I can capture her mouth again.
"That was..." she starts, then trails off, her hands suddenly urgent as they pull at my sweater. "I need to touch you. I need to see you."
Fuck yes.
She helps me strip off my sweater, her hands immediately roaming over my chest, my shoulders, tracing the muscles I've built over years of training. But when her fingers find the button of my jeans, popping it open with trembling hands, I nearly lose my mind.
"Mia," I warn, my voice strained as she works the zipper down. "Baby, I'm hanging on by a thread here."
"Good," she whispers, pushing my jeans and boxer briefs down my hips until my cock springs free, hard and aching and already leaking pre-cum. "I want you to lose control. I want you to need me as much as I need you."
She wraps her small hand around my length, and I nearly come right there, a strangled groan tearing from my throat as she strokes me slowly from base to tip.
"Christ, Mia," I gasp, my hips jerking involuntarily into her touch. "You're killing me."
"You feel so good," she murmurs, her thumb swiping over the head of my cock, spreading the moisture there. "I forgot how big you are. How perfectly you fit in my hand."
Keep talking like that and this is going to be over before it starts.
She leans up to kiss me, her tongue sliding against mine as she continues to stroke me, her grip firm and perfect and exactly what I need. I'm lost in the sensation, in the taste of her mouth and the feel of her hand working my cock, when she suddenly breaks the kiss and starts moving down my body.
Oh fuck. Oh fuck, no.
"Mia, wait," I rasp, catching her shoulders before she can take me in her mouth. "Baby, if you do that, I'm done. I won't last two seconds."
"But I want to taste you," she protests, looking up at me with those hazel eyes dark with desire. "I've been dreaming about having you in my mouth."
Jesus Christ, she's trying to kill me.
"Next time," I promise, pulling her back up to kiss her desperately. "Next time I'll let you do whatever you want to me. But right now, I need to be inside you. I need to feel you come around my cock."
She moans against my mouth, her legs wrapping around my hips as I settle between her thighs. The head of my cock brushes against her entrance, and we both gasp at the contact.
"Are you sure?" I ask, even though it's killing me to give her an out. "We don't have to—"
"I'm sure." Her hands frame my face, her eyes locked on mine. "I've never been more sure of anything in my life. I love you, Ryder. I never stopped loving you."
Mine. Finally, completely mine.
I sink into her slowly, inch by torturous inch, watching her face as she adjusts to my size. She's so tight, so perfect, like shewas made for me and me alone. When I'm fully seated inside her, we both go still, just breathing and staring at each other like we can't quite believe this is real.
"It's really you," she whispers, her hands roaming over my shoulders, my back. "You're really here."
"I'm here," I promise, starting to move with slow, deep strokes that make her eyes flutter closed. "I'm here, and I'm not going anywhere. Never again."
The fundraiser, the ice rink, the endless hours at the shelter—it was all leading to this moment. To her. To us. And there isn't anything I wouldn't do, any distance I wouldn't travel, any wall I wouldn't tear down to keep her in my arms.
Mine. Always mine.
I lose myself in the rhythm, in the feeling of being buried deep inside the woman I love, in the soft sounds she makes as I claim her completely. This is everything I've been fighting for, everything I've been dreaming of for eight long years.
And finally,finally, she's mine again.
