“Trihn—”

“It’s okay,” she said hastily when she realized he hadn’t said anything back. “You don’t have to respond. I didn’t think you would.”

She bit her lip and looked down.

“Trihn—” he repeated.

“I don’t want you to feel pressured to reciprocate. We haven’t been dating for that long,” she said. Her anxiety was peaking. She had just confessed her feelings to the first boy she ever loved, and now, she felt like an idiot.

“Trihn!”

“What?” she asked, finally looking up at him.

“Just shut up.”

Preston latched on to the back of her neck and crushed his lips down onto hers. A flush rose to the surface of her skin. Her breathing was labored. Her eyes were pressed firmly closed, and everything else all around her shut down. His lips were a dose of adrenaline to her system, waking her up and fueling her forward.

Her fingers twined into his hair, and she slid her body against his until no room was left between them. His tongue slipped into her mouth and massaged against her own. His mouth was hot and welcoming. Everything in her surrendered to that kiss.

What little resistance she had left crumbled under his skilled lips, the taste of his tongue, and the slight pressure on the small of her back. Want was a live thing inside of her, and Preston fulfilled what she so desperately craved.

His hands ran down her back and hoisted her legs up and around his hips. She gasped against him as he lowered to his knees right there in the ballet studio overlooking the entire city below them. But no one else existed. It was just their two bodies silhouetted against the glass, coming together in an act of love.

Preston lowered her to the black marley floor and immediately covered her body with his own. He pressed his dick against the thin layer of material of her shorts. She groaned and rocked her pelvis up toward him.

His laugh was deep and guttural in her ear.

“What?”

He started kissing his way down her front. “I’m going to take my time with you.”

She practically purred at the comment.

He pushed her shirt up her flat stomach and slowly dragged it over her head before tossing it away from them. His lips fluttered around her breast before one of his fingers dipped under her black bra. She arched her body as he flicked his finger against the erect nipple. His other hand reached under her body and eased the hooks out of the eyes. The bra fell away from her and was slung in the same direction as her shirt.

“Fuck me,” he groaned before taking a nipple into his mouth and kneading her breast with his hand. “This body.”

He moved to the other breast, making sure each had equal amounts of attention, before landing kisses down the curve of her stomach. He swirled his tongue around her belly button and then trailed it to the waistband of her shorts. Hooking his finger under the edge, he lingered against her sensitive skin, teasing her. She bit into her lip to keep from begging.

His eyes were alight and mischievous when he looked back at her. He was completely in control of himself and her body. She wouldn’t have changed it for the life of her.

“Guess you don’t need these,” he teased.

Her shorts and thong disappeared in one swift tug, and before she had a chance to respond, he buried his face between her legs. She couldn’t hold in her cries as he ran his tongue along her clit and forced her legs to open farther for him.

He licked, sucked, and nibbled on her until she bucked beneath him. She wasn’t sure she was going to be able to handle anything more, and then his fingers found the opening to her lips.

“Mmm,” she sighed.

He swirled his fingers through her wetness, coating them, before sliding them inside her pussy.

“I fucking love the feel of you tightening around my fingers like that,” he said from between her legs. “Tighter, babe. I want to feel you fuck my fingers like you would my dick.”

His words fueled her desire, and she tightened even more without even thinking about it. Her walls squeezed him so hard that she couldn’t believe she hadn’t already orgasmed.

“Yes”—he flicked his tongue against her clit again—“that’s what I want.”

“Oh, fuck,” she cried out.

“My turn. I’m going to finger-fuck you until you’re dripping on this floor, until you come so hard that you see stars,” he promised. His fingers started pumping in and out, harder and faster, before they curled up into her, finding the perfect spot to send her over the edge.

She came just as hard as he’d promised. Her lower half exploded all at once, and a muffled cry escaped her lips. Her walls were still clenching around his fingers as she finished.

“Now, I’m going to take what’s mine.” He slid his fingers out from her still-quivering body and playfully swiped his fingers against her clit.

She yelped and pulled back. She hadn’t recovered enough to even be touched there.

He chuckled and immediately started stripping out of his clothes. When he freed himself from his boxers, she had her own smirk at seeing what her orgasm had done to him. He was as hard as a rock and practically throbbing to get inside her.

“Wait,” she said, before he positioned himself in front of her.

If he did that, she would never be able to stop him. Her mind would completely shut off, and she owed him more than that.

Trihn came up to her knees and ran her fingers up his thighs before taking his cock in her hands. “I want you to feel this, too.”

To feel my love.

She didn’t give him a moment to protest, not that she thought he would. She wrapped one hand around the base of his dick and then wet the head, swirling her tongue around in a circle. He steadied himself with a hand in her hair as she took him all the way into her mouth. Then, she started bobbing back and forth, sucking him until she was sure he couldn’t grow any bigger.

His moans filled the space, bringing a smile to her face. Then, his fingers tightened in her hair, and he started thrusting into her mouth. She still had control of him, but he didn’t seem to be able to stop either. He was so close. She was sure she was going to feel him hitting the back of her throat at any second, but she still didn’t stop.

Just when she thought he was going to come undone, he harshly pulled back and stumbled backward a step, away from her.

Her eyes went wide in panic, and she sat back on her heels in confusion. “What?”

He was breathing heavily as he stared down at her. “If I’m coming, I’m coming inside of that pussy.”

Her mouth gaped open in surprise at the crude words, but she didn’t protest. Isn’t that exactly what I want?

Preston closed the distance between them and forced her onto her back again. Her heart thudded in her chest as she spread her legs wide for him.

This was it. She was giving herself to him, giving him everything. He’d had her before but not like this, not with the knowledge that she loved him. This time it felt like so much more.

His hands clasped down on her hips and dragged her an inch closer to him before he plunged deep into her. She kept her eyes trained on his beautiful face as he pumped into her over and over again. They were both so worked up from the foreplay that she knew they were going to hold out for long. He had almost come in her mouth. There was no way he could resist it while being inside her.

Trihn ran her hands up his arms and pulled his face back down toward her. She passionately kissed him with all the love in her heart as she gave her heart, body, and soul to him.

And as she came for a second time, she once again whispered the words to him in earnest, “I love you.”