Page 99 of Shakedown (Souls Chapel Revenants MC 8)
Then he was leaning forward, forcing me to my back, and kissing the hell out of me.
I hadn’t kissed him since he’d gotten back.
I’d forgotten how much I missed having his hands on me while he plundered my mouth with his.
I moaned into the kiss, kicks and babies forgotten while I lifted my hips, urging him to do something.
He got the hint, moved up more thoroughly and pressed himself against me solidly.
I groaned at the feel of him, so close to where I needed him most at that moment.
“It’s safe?” he asked, pressing the tip of his cock against my entrance.
“Yes,” I hissed.
Then he was sliding inside of me.
I stretched like it was the first time all over again.
Groaning, I pulled my head back and arched my back, my breasts pushing into his chest.
“Holy shit,” I breathed.
Then, quiet Bruno was there.
Quiet, yes. Idle, hell no.
He fucked the living hell out of me.
And he did it slowly. Reverently. I had no idea just how reverently and slowly until I needed him to move faster.
But that only caused him to move slower.
To give me everything I hadn’t known that I needed.
My breasts ached for his touch, and he knew it.
He ran his fingers around the tips almost before I even realized where I wanted those hands.
His mouth met my skin, sucking and licking, all before I even asked.
It went on like that for what felt like hours, but when it finally came, it was like a wrecking ball straight to the… everything.
Nerve endings fired. Toes curled. Hearts sang.
Then I had an out-of-body experience as everything slammed into me so fast and hard that I had no time to brace myself.
I heard Bruno grunt, then plant himself deep and jerk inside of me.
But I was too busy riding the wave to notice, or care that he’d stopped.
When I finally came down, when I finally caught my breath and leveled out my heart rate, I slumped against the bed.
Bruno was leaning over me awkwardly, but apparently it wasn’t bothering him any.
When he came up, his eyes were shining.
“I love you, too.”