33. Ava
Chapter Thirty-Three
Ava
Too good to worry
As I stared into Tanner’s eyes, he carefully adjusted my knee and slid home inside me once again. My heart felt soft and frighteningly vulnerable, emotional intimacy tangling within the heat of our connection.
He did exactly what I knew he would. He filled me with slow, deep strokes, his eyes holding mine every second of the way.
When he reached between us and gave me the perfect pressure over my clit, my orgasm rippled through me.
The pleasure was piercing and deep, and I cried his name as it shattered me.
Seconds later, I felt the heat of his release as he shuddered and trembled against me.
When we fell asleep a little while later, I knew I should be worried. I knew I should feel anxious about something. But I could not.
It felt too good to be with him. Too good to be safe, held, wanted. All I wanted was to sleep, to rest, and to savor every second of this.