But it was. She was real. And she was there, watching him with a sweet smile and a flush all over her body.
He cupped her jaw, caressing her cheek with his fingers. She turned her head and kissed the center of his palm. She nuzzled against his hand and wrapped her thigh around his hip.
“I want you, Zeke. I want to feel you inside me. I want to only remember you.”
Zeke couldn’t reply. If he did, he would tell her he was in love with her. It was too soon, too much. But he could show her. He could do what she asked and love her with his body.
He lined himself up with her entrance, letting her feel his erection.
She inhaled a shaky breath and sighed happily. She grabbed his hand, holding it against her cheek, and shifted her hips to bring him inside her body.
Zeke told himself to hold back. He told himself to go slow. It all went to shit when he sank an inch into her warmth. He surged forward, sliding deep until his entire cock disappeared into her.
She moaned and licked his hand. “So good, Zeke.”
“Fuck, Nina.” He stilled inside her. Her body rippled around him, holding him in place. His throat tingled. The base of his spine pulsed. Every cell in his body screamed at him to go. Faster, harder, deeper, more.
He wanted it. He wanted her. But he didn’t listen to his body. He couldn’t. He needed the night to last. To give her every ounce of pleasure possible. To show her how he loved her.
“Zeke,” she whispered, bringing his attention back to her face. She smiled sweetly, pleasure drooping her eyes. She licked her lips and glanced down his body. “Please.”
“What do you want, Nina? Tell me what feels good.”
“You feel good, Zeke. All of you.”
He shifted, and she moaned.
“Yeah, that. All of it.”
“Are you going to come on me? Are you going to let me feel you come with me inside you?”
“Yes,” she whispered.
He retreated slowly, letting her feel every inch of him leaving her, then pressed back inside just as slowly, watching her body stretch to take him in. “You’re so fucking perfect, angel. Like you were made for me.”
“Yes,” she breathed.
He brushed his thumb over her swollen clit, and she gasped, her core tightening. “Is that good, angel?”
“Yes.”
He did it again, and she surged to meet his stroke.
“Fuck, Zeke. So good. So good.”
“Yes, angel. So good. Perfect. I love feeling you all around me.”
She moaned in answer, words finally failing her as he worked her toward another orgasm.
Zeke kept talking, wanting her to hear his voice and remember he was the one there with her. “You feel so good, Nina. I love the way your body ripples with your pleasure. The flush of your skin when you get close. I love watching my dick disappear into you. My thumb on your clit as you come.” He pressed harder and waited her out as she came with a shiver and a gasp.
“Yes.”
“You’re so beautiful.”
“Come for me, Zeke.”
“Come with me, Nina.”
