Secrets of Us A Forbidden Love Romance (Alina) novel Chapter 261

Chapter 261

Zaid

I press a kiss to the valley between her breasts. “Do you have any idea how many nights I

dreamed about this?”

My voice is husky, laced with need, and when I look up at her, the hunger in her eyes takes me out. I tighten my hold on her waist and place my attention on her other nipple,

rolling it with my tongue.

She moans, her legs wrapping around my thighs as she tries to get us closer.

“Tell me this is real. That you’re really here.”

I can hear her breath catch, and then her hand runs through my hair. “I’m here. We’re

together.”

I kiss my way down her ribs, to her bellybutton and she whimpers, a soft, little noise between her delicate lips. I sit back, placing my hands over her thighs and spread her legs. I put one over my waist, letting the other drop against the couch.

She doesn’t try to hide, doesn’t move.

And I just look at her, drink her in. Her pussy opens for me, the sight of her pink, wet skin making me desperate to sink inside her.

Her body trembles, her breath quickening.

“I have missed the warmth of being inside you,” I murmur, using my fingers to part her pussy lips open wider for me.

“Zaid,” she begs.

But, fuck, I just want to look at her. I press my finger inside, watching as she sucks me in, as her walls tighten around it. A delicate, earth shattering moan grows in my chest. “You are the softest place I’ve ever touched.”

I thrust my finger in and out of her, pressing a second one in to stretch her. We haven’t fucked in a year, making sure she’s ready is the least I can do.

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I only get a few thrusts in before she’s shaking her head. “I want more.”

“I need to get you ready-”

“No. I like the pain. I like it when you stretch me. Please.”

I still and everything around me quiets. I draw out my fingers, leaning toward her, hovering over her. My hand grips her thigh, placing it over my waist. She doesn’t take her eyes off of me and I love it.

I love the way she looks at me. Awe, love and pure acceptance in her pupils. They drop down to my lips the moment I press against her entrance. Her hands go to my shoulders

and she buries her nails into my skin.

I want her marks on me. I want those scars.

She widens her hips, opening herself up as I slowly sink inside her, inch by inch.

I don’t know how I’m still breathing. How my lungs haven’t collapsed under the weight of

this.

Of her and this moment. Nothing, not even my most desperate imaginings, prepared me

for how she feels. How soft her skin is beneath my hands.

How perfect my cock feels inside her. She’s dripping for me, her insides pulsing around

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She breathes, moaning, her eyes on mine. We watch each other, and I take in every twitch. of her face. I love the way pleasure looks on her, the way her eyebrows perk and the way

her eyes look so deep.

I fill her, stretch her until there’s no space between us. I’m inside her completely and I am

home.

Every sigh from her lips wrecks me. Every shift of her hips steals my breath.

Every time she whispers that she loves me, I feel my soul clawing its way closer to the surface, like it recognizes the only thing it was made for.

She’s mine. But fuck, I’m hers more.

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I don’t want this to end. I want to stay in this moment forever, inside her, surrounded by her warmth, her scent, the way she clutches at me like I’m wanted.

Does she know? That I’ve never belonged anywhere the way I belong right here, body to body, heart to heart.

I love her. I love her so much it hurts.

It’s overwhelming, this worship. This helpless, all–consuming love. I’ve spent a year with nothing but memories. With silence where her voice used to be. With a bed too cold and too big.

Now she’s here and I’ll never let her go again.

Please don’t leave. Please stay.

I thrust into her, slow and paced. Her hands slide up my back, to the back of my neck and she kisses me. I take her lips, moving over them as I feel the shudder of my release climb through my spine.

Fuck. This is heaven. This is nirvana.

My hips move out of my control. I’m spasming, my climax a race.

Alina whimpers beneath me. Shaking. She grabs my hand, lowering it to her clit. I gladly circle it, watching as her expression falls, as she slowly falls apart.

“I love you,” she moans, her back arching.

“I love you, Alina. Fuck, I love you.”

Tears stream down the sides of her face and I wipe them away, still thrusting into her, still circling her clit. We breathe into each other, our bodies moving in tandem. This is the

most natural thing in the world.

She’s beautiful. Holy fuck.

“Zaid, I’m coming. Oh, I-”