He loves me.

He actually loves me and I love him back.

My legs wrap around his waist and he holds me underneath my thighs. Our heated kiss is interrupted by the elevator opening up on Chris' floor. He walks out, still carrying me. I fling my arms across his neck, afraid he'll drop me. I giggle, "If you drop me, I'm pressing charges!" I say a little loudly. It's almost two in the morning and people are probably asleep.

He chuckles, "You would never," He says. "What makes you think that?" I question. He stops in front of a door, I assume this is his room, and pulls out his keycard. He opens it easily and carries me inside. He throws me onto the bed, my back hitting the soft mattress. He stand over me, "Because Novalee Johänson, you love me," He smirks.

I furrow my eyebrows and put a finger to my chin like I'm thinking. "Do I?" I say. He hovers over me, taking both of my hands and locking them above my head. "You do. You can't take it back," He says. I smile and pick my head up to kiss his lips quickly. "I would never," I whisper. He smiles and leans down, kissing me aggressively. I've missed this so much.

I want to touch him. I try to move my hands from his grip, but he holds them down tightly. I part my lips to allow entrance for his tongue. He swirls it into my mouth, fighting with my tongue for dominance. My sex throbs, begging to be touched. I lift my hips up from the mattress to touch him. I meet his hardness for only a second before my hips fall back onto the bed. He pulls away from this kiss and looks at me, full of lust.

He finally lets go of my hands in order to remove his shirt. I lift my dress up to my waist as he does this. "Nah-uh," He pulls down my dress and I frown. "What?" I say. "Stand up, " He commands. I do as he says, getting up from bed. He drops the straps to my dress and then slides the white dress off of my body easily. I lean forward to unbutton his jeans which he lets me do. He takes them off and then sits on the edge of the bed.

He pulls me close to him and puts me in between his legs. He kisses my stomach slowly, leaving traces of wet kisses. I find his hair and tug at it softly as he does this. His hands slide down my back and he lowers my panties. I wasn't wearing a bra to begin with. He cups the spot between my legs and groans. I think I've been wet since we kissed in the car.

"Fuck, come here baby," He says, and lays my back against the mattress again. He gets up quickly and removes his boxers before hovering over me again. I tap my foot against the bed impatiently waiting for him to be inside me. He aligns himself with my entrance, then stops. "Fuck," He says. I prop myself up on my elbows. "What?" I ask.

"I don't have a condom. I'm sure you don't either," He says. I frown immediately, "No," I respond. He groans and sits down on the bed. I close my legs tightly together trying to stop the throbbing going on down there. I tuck a stand of my hair behind my ear. "You've gotten tested recently right?" I ask him. He looks at me, "Regularly. Not since I started dating you though since we only have sex with each other," He tells me.

"Same," I tell him. He furrows his brows, "So you wanna?" "Why not?" I say quickly. I'm not on birth control, but there's always the morning after pill. "Just pull out," I tell him. I can't think about pregnancy when I need him this much. This will probably come back to bite me in the ass later but it's just once. I'm sure nothing will happen. "Are you sure?" He asks.

I nod my head. "I need you," I whisper. He licks his bottom lip and looks at me for a couple of seconds. "Fuck it." I smile, laying back down as he hovers over my body again. He aligns himself with my entrance again and this time, he fills me completely. We both moan when he enters me. I dont know if I'll be able to last since we both haven't felt each other in a long time.

And we certainly have never felt each other like this.

He doesn't move for a couple of seconds, but then starts off his pumps slow. I already grip onto the sheets and enjoy every second of this. I'll probably be too scared to ever do it raw again, so I won't take advantage of this time. My hips buck up lightly to meet his with each thrust. He groans every time he's completely inside of me. I feel myself clench around his length the slower he goes.

I think we both just want to savor this moment. "Faster, please," I breathe out. He dips down, placing his elbows on each side of my head. "If I go faster, I might come faster," He tells me. I shake my head, "We've got all night to go more than once," I say. He smirks at this and kisses my lips. "I fucking love you." I smile and kiss him deeply, pulling away five seconds later. "And I love you."

He uses one hand and wraps my legs around his waist. His pumps get faster just like I wanted. He moans with each one as do I. Nothing feels better than this. His breaths get more ragged as he pumps fast and deep inside of me. I feel myself clenching and unclenching around him. My orgasm is coming faster than I thought it would. I close my eyes, and throw my head back in pleasure.

I feel his thumb press against my clit a couple of seconds later which makes me gasp. He rubs it gently, in circles. "Come for me, baby." My breaths match his now, ragged. "Fuck," He says, his thumb movements stay the same, but he pumps harder. He hits that special spot I like and it's like he knows he's found it, because after that he just keeps hitting it. My mouth gapes and my orgasm flows out of me.

"Holy shit," He pulls out of me and then his own orgasm falls onto my stomach. He throws his head back in pleasure. I want to kiss him so bad. His chest falls heavily as does mine and we both try and catch our breaths. He gets up and finds a towel in the bathroom. He wipes my stomach and then cleans his dick off. Most of my orgasm, still on him. He cleans me up too before laying down next to me.

He turns to look at me and I face him too. "Kiss me," I say desperately. He grabs the back of my head and the pulls me in for the best kiss. His tongue slides into my mouth immediately. We're both still out of breath so he pulls away quicker than I wanted him to. "Give me about five minutes and I'll be good to go again," He tells me. I let out a breathy chuckle, "I love you." I say. His brown eyes, never leave mine.

"I love you, more." He says. I almost believe him, but there's no way he loves me for than I love him.

I wish this night would never end.