Lane reached up and tapped my temple. “I know that look. What’s going on in that brain of yours?”

Damn. She caught me. I wasn’t prepared to tell her about the thought that had just crossed my brain. She would probably give me the speech about taking things one day at a time. I hated that fucking speech. I was ready to live in the moment—the here and now—with her. If she could only see through my eyes for a second, she would know how I felt about her. There wouldn’t be a question about my motives. She would know I loved her to the depths of her soul and she would see how completely she rocked me in every way.

“You’re still doing it.”

I bit my lip. She wouldn’t leave me alone until I gave her an answer. I knew how relentless she could be. I shrugged and replied as coolly as I could, “Just thinking about surprising you with something.”

She raised a perfectly manicured eyebrow. “What kind of surprise?”

“Now, why would I ruin it by telling you?” I teased.

Lane’s lips pulled into a smile. “Guess I’ll have to withhold sex until you tell me.”

I grabbed her around the waist and rolled her over on her back. Every inch of my body covered her nude flesh and my cock twitched at the nearness of her moist heat. I ran my right hand up her side, knowing full well the effect of me being so forward had on her. I pinned her gaze with my eyes.

She squirmed beneath me. “You’re cheating!”

I licked her bottom lip. “How is this cheating?”

Her legs moved further apart and I slid my hips between them. My throbbing dick pushed against her folds. I ran my nose along her jaw and inhaled the intense scent of her hot skin. Fragrances of sweet shampoo and a mouth-watering perfume filled my nose. Every sense in my body went on complete overload by her nearness. I dragged my lips across the flesh of her neck and when she tipped her head back, letting a moan escape from her parted,  pink lips, I knew she wanted what I was about to give her.

I slid my hand down her belly until it found the point where our bodies were about to connect. Only one finger glided into her, and she bucked her hips against my hand. I ground the palm of my hand against her clit, giving it the intensity she craved. She gasped and closed her eyes. The urge to taste her raged inside me, so I snaked my tongue out and licked from the base of her throat to her chin. Lane opened her eyes, grabbed both sides of my face in her hands and crushed her lips against mine. A primal need to take her, to feel her, pushed through me, and a growl rumbled in my chest.

I loved it when she was forceful with me. It turned me on instantly when I could see the need to be pleased in her green eyes. She was practically begging me to fuck her senseless.

“Noel.” She said my name with a mixture of pain and desire in her voice. My breath came out in ragged spurts, and I nipped her earlobe between my teeth. The way I felt about her was crazy. It was primal and raw. I needed to connect with her in every possible way.

I circled her clit with the tip of my finger in a forceful rhythm. Her eyes rolled back and her entire body shook as she came hard against my hand. While she was still in the moment, I grabbed the base of my shaft and guided it into her, not allowing her to time to come down from her orgasm.

“Oh. God. Yes!” she cried as I plunged into her.

Knowing I was making her scream like that was nearly enough to drive me over the edge right then and there, but I held back and tried to pretend the feel of me sliding in and out of her wasn’t the best fucking feeling in the world.

Her nails raked along my back all the way down to my ass, where she grabbed it with both hands as I worked in and out of her. Lane held my gaze and chewed on her bottom lip. I couldn’t resist. I bent down and kissed her, grazing my teeth along that lip.

“I love you,” she whispered against my mouth. “Forever.”

I closed my eyes. It was the word I’d told her earlier, that I was hers forever. To hear her confirm the same feeling, it nearly caused me to choke up.

Lane must’ve sensed the emotion welling up inside me, because she pushed my shoulder, forcing me on my back.

I gripped her hips in both hands as she positioned herself over the head of my cock before impaling herself with it. She gasped as she took in my length to the base. Mesmerized by the sight of her, I couldn’t peel my eyes away as she rocked her hips in a steady rhythm. Long strands of her brown hair cascaded down her back. She reminded me of an angel in need of her body to be worshipped.

I sat up and wrapped my arms around her and she arched against my hands. Her muscles around my cock clenched, making it nearly impossible to hold back. “Fuck, Lane.”

Both of her hands found my chest as she braced herself against me and picked up speed. She enjoyed getting me off.

I cupped her right breast as I sucked her pink nipple into my mouth. My eager tongue flicked across it as she slammed down hard on me. The warmth of our connection flowed through me as I inhaled the scent of her desire. I leaned back, enjoying the ride she was taking me on. She was getting close again. I could tell. She always grabbed her own tits when she was nearly ready to come. I watched as she plucked her left nipple between her fingers before rolling it and moaning.

“You are so fucking sexy,” I told her as I watched her knead her own breast.

She grinned and leaned in and kissed my lips. I splayed my fingers across her ass and encouraged her to ride me faster. Lane whimpered as she ground her clit against me with each buck of her hips. I loved that I could make her come while I was deep inside her. With other girls, I had never cared about making the sex last long. I was only looking to get off. There never was a connection with any of them. But, with Lane, it was different. Making sure she was satisfied pleased me nearly as much as letting go inside her.