You'll Think of Me (13 page)

Balancing on one hand, he cupped the back of her head and, with her hands to guide him, he surged forward into her tight pussy. “Mine.” He captured her mouth and forced his way in, tangling their tongues. Their teeth clashed, but he only pushed deeper.

She turned her head and nipped his earlobe, meeting him thrust for thrust. “Always,” she rasped.

The way her body clamped down around him, milking him, combined with the onslaught of emotion hastened his need. Love, desire, devotion flowed within him.

He pumped into her, relishing every sensation of being with her. Their joining signalled the regaining of his soul mate and the second chance he needed to get on with his life.

Her whimper, the beginning of her climax, sent a fresh rush of desire to every nerve ending in his body. A shudder racked his body and a sense of pride blossomed within him. He brought her over the edge into oblivion. Pistoning his hips, he thrust into her, unable to hold back, and tumbled with her into orgasm. Into love like he’d never known

With laboured breath, he slumped down next to her and wrapped her in his arms. He closed his eyes and savoured the feeling of just being there with her. Melanie rested her head on his shoulder and stroked the smattering of hair between his pecs. No matter where he’d roamed with the Air Force or how far he’d journeyed to find himself, all he wanted lay in his arms. Now that he possessed her love, he had no intention of ever leaving again.

She was where he belonged. Forever.