The breath was punched out of her in a gasp as he finally took her, and she curled her nails into his skin, crying out. Half involuntarily, she wrapped her legs around his hips, lifting up into him, moving because he wasn’t, then moving with him. She moaned in a soft rhythm, eyes squeezed shut.
The noises spilling from her lips were delicious, and he drank them up eagerly, eyes locking with hers as he smiled down at her. He wanted to love her, hold her and keep her close to him forever, and other than words, this, to him, was the best way of conveying those feelings to her. “Summer…” He murmured, hitching her legs up a little higher as they wrapped around his hips and he moved then, rocking in and out of her body.
“Love you, love you loveyou,” she panted, hand slipping up into his curls and pulling downward. She needed to kiss him, needed to let him know how good this was, how much she wanted to be a part of him and never ever let him go. She laid herself completely open to him, taking him as deep as possible.