Chapter 19

Chapter Nineteen

Sinclair

As we step into the cozy warmth of the B her breath hitching.

Our hands move in sync, unclasping the bra and pulling it off, leaving her completely bare before me. My heart thuds in my chest as I look down at her perfect body covered in goosebumps from our kisses.

As if drawn by an invisible force, my lips find their way to her breasts, tracing circles around her nipples with my tongue. She cries out softly, arching her back in pleasure. I can feel her heart racing against mine.

The beat of our hearts thrums together in unison, adding to the intensity of the moment.

Placing her gently on the bed, I take a step back to admire her beauty. Her tiny shorts are nowhere to be seen, leaving her pink pussy exposed to me. My mouth waters at the thought of tasting her, but I resist the urge, instead running my fingers lightly over her smooth skin.

She shivers at my touch, her eyes locking onto mine.

"T-touch me," she whispers, her voice trembling with anticipation.

I nod, slowly parting her folds with my fingers. The heat emanating from her core is almost palpable, and as I tease her entrance with my tongue, she cries out louder, her hips bucking off the bed. At this moment, I know I have her completely. I can feel the trust and desire she is offering me, filling me with a sense of power and responsibility. With one final look into her pleading eyes, I give in to the burning need between us, pushing my tongue inside her tight channel.

She gasps and moans, her body trembling under my touch. Her fingers dig into my hair, urging me on as I take her closer to the edge. Her legs shake uncontrollably, and I can feel the pulse of her veins beneath her skin. The sound of our breathing grows ragged, echoing in the silence of the room.

"Oh God," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the throbbing of my heart. "Don't stop."

And then she cries out, her body convulsing violently under mine.I drink her in greedily, savoring every drop as she climaxes. As her breathing slows, she collapses back onto the bed, spent and satisfied. I join her, our hearts pounding in unison. Moments later, I stand and finish undressing, grabbing a condom from the nightstand. I roll it down my length.

As I stand, my heart races in anticipation. The air around us crackles with electricity, and I feel her gaze burning into me. Taking a deep breath, I grab my hardness and position it at her entrance.

She gasps as I begin to push inside of her, inch by exquisite inch. Her walls clench tightly around me, sending waves of pleasure coursing through my veins. I can feel every curve and contour of her body against mine as we move together.

I watch her intently, waiting for her signal. She smiles when I move to match her slow rhythm. I pull out just enough before burying myself back inside. The intensity in her eyes blindsides me. She locks her legs around my waist, gripping me hard as I thrust in and out of her. I dip my head to the crook of her neck, sucking her flesh while I continue slamming into her. The bed creaks beneath us as our bodies move together, lost in the heat of the moment.

Her breasts sway with each thrust, her nipples hard against my chest. Her nails dig into my shoulders, leaving tiny red marks that only fuel my passion. My heart races as I feel her walls tighten around me, signaling she is close.

"Harder," she pants, her voice ragged. "Don't stop."

I oblige, slamming into her with a ferocity that surprises even me. Her moans fill the room, echoing off the walls and vibrating through my very core. With one last powerful thrust, I feel her body shudder beneath me, and then we both cry out in unison. As the wave of pleasure subsides, we collapse onto the mattress, breathing heavily.

Our sweat-slicked skin sticks together, making us one. For a moment, there is silence, broken only by our heavy breathing. And then she turns to face me, a small smile gracing her face.

As our bodies cool down from the intense heat of passion, I gently withdraw from her. Collapsing beside her on the bed, I pant heavily, my heart racing in my chest. Her delicate fingers glide through my sweat-dampened hair, calming me with each stroke.

"That was amazing," she whispers, her voice husky with pleasure, her eyes sparkling in the soft light of the room. "I never imagined it could be like this."

I turn to face her, a lazy smile spreading across my face as I take in the sight of her, all tousled hair and flushed cheeks. "Neither could I," I confess, my gaze lingering on her parted lips, the memory of their softness against mine sending a shiver down my spine. "You're incredible."

She blushes at my words. Lavender holds my gaze without wavering, her eyes filled with a mix of vulnerability and trust that takes my breath away. In this moment, we are both exposed, stripped bare not just physically but emotionally, and yet I feel entirely at ease in her presence, as if I've finally found the missing piece of my soul.

I understand exactly what she told me when we spoke about my past. This is probably too soon to hand her my heart, but I know she already owns it.

Breaking the silence at last, I reach out to touch her cheek, my fingertips tracing the delicate curve of her jawline with a gentleness that surprises even me. "This isn't exactly how I planned things to happen between us. I want to learn everything about you," I say earnestly, my voice low and sincere. "Your hopes, your dreams, your fears . . . everything. I'm falling madly in love with you. I want to spend a lifetime together. I love you, Lav."

She smiles softly, her eyes shimmering with emotion as she leans into my touch, her skin warm and inviting beneath my hand. "Then you've come to the right place. I feel the same way," she replies, snuggling closer to me, her body fitting perfectly against mine. "Because I want to know all those things about you too. I love you, Sin."

I feel a flicker of uncertainty then, a nagging doubt that I can't quite shake. "But what if I fuck things up because I didn't follow the timeline?" I ask, my brow furrowing with worry.

Lavender laughs, the sound like music to my ears as she reaches up to smooth the lines from my forehead with a gentle touch. "We'll make things work. I think it's safe to say that we're both invested in this, and it's not just the summer in Kentbury, but a lifetime with each other," she says, her voice filled with a certainty that eases the knot in my chest.

"I fucking hope so," I murmur, pulling her closer and burying my face in the crook of her neck, inhaling the sweet scent of her skin.

We lie there for a long moment, wrapped in each other's arms, our heartbeats slowing to a steady rhythm as the rest of the world fades away. And as I drift off to sleep, lulled by the warmth of her body and the soft sound of her breathing, I know that whatever the future holds, whatever challenges and joys await us, we'll face them together, hand in hand and heart to heart, ready to take on the world and all its wonders, one day at a time.