15

Sienna

My fingers tangled in Forrest's hair, pulling him closer as a soft moan escaped my lips. He responded with a low growl that sent a chill down my spine. His muscular arms wrapped around my waist, pressing our bodies together until there was no space left between us.

"Sienna," he murmured, barely pulling away, his voice low and husky.

"Forrest," I whispered back. My hands roamed over the planes of his broad back, feeling the strength in his muscles as they flexed beneath my touch.

He leaned in closer, his breath warm against my skin as he pressed his forehead gently against mine. I could feel the soft tremble of his hands on my cheeks, comforting yet charged with emotion.

"I've never experienced anything like what I feel for you," he confessed, his voice filled with vulnerability. "It's like I've been sleepwalking my whole life, and you've finally awoken me."

His words hung in the air, a confession that left me dizzy with emotion.

For as long as I could remember, I had been warned about men and their fragile egos. But Forrest was quickly shattering all my preconceived notions about men with his genuine kindness and sincerity. Part of me wanted to open my heart to him, while the other feared getting too close.

"I feel it too," I whispered, my voice barely audible.

His touch was like a gentle autumn breeze, his thumbs tracing delicate patterns over my cheekbones. I closed my eyes, and my heartbeat quickened to a wild, erratic rhythm. The sound of it filled my ears, and I wondered if he could hear it too.

"Look at me."

I opened my eyes, meeting his gaze once again. The vulnerability I saw there took my breath away .

"I—"

Before I could continue, Forrest's lips crashed down on mine. As our tongues tangled and our breath became one, I could taste the sweetness of his passion and the intensity of his desire. Lost in the moment, I spun around and straddled his waist, my legs wrapping around him like soft vines clinging to a sturdy tree. The shift in position sent a thrilling jolt through my body when the aching core of my desire pressed down onto his throbbing length. When he rolled his hips in a slow circle, grindingour lower bodies together, I was plunged into an intoxicating void of lust.

With a fierce abandon, I pushed my body against his, eagerly seeking out the ultimate pleasure. Each deliberate movement brought me closer and closer to the edge.

"You are a goddess," Forrest growled as he thrust his hips up, nudging the thick ridge of his member against my sensitive bundle of nerves.

My breath came in ragged gasps as our bodies moved together in perfect synchronicity. The heat between us was electric, palpable. I ran my fingers through his hair, gripping tightly as waves of sensation washed over me. His lips found my neck, trailing kisses down to my collarbone .

In response, I arched my back, pressing even closer, desperate for more contact. With a cry of ecstasy, I finally tumbled over the edge into blissful release. I couldn't help but let out a breathless whisper of Forrest's name.

The man beneath me groaned when he heard his name escape my lips.

Time stood still as I floated in a weightless state, completely consumed by the rush of sensations flooding my body. It was as if Forrest held the key to unlocking a part of myself that had been hidden until that moment.

And I knew that I would never be the same.