“Anything!”
“Always love me as you love me tonight.”
Nodding, he captured her lips and put all his passion and love into the kiss, showing her with his body what was in his heart. With every stroke of his tongue and slide of his lips he poured his love into her, while his hips thrust upwards, meeting her movements halfway.
Soft moans and sighs mingled with the sound of flesh sliding against flesh and their heavy breathing, and bounced against the walls, while the mattress beneath them moaned its approval and the wood frame of the bed groaned in response.
“I love you,” he murmured and rolled them, bringing Sabrina underneath him, his cock briefly slipping from her.
He didn’t waste a second before plunging back into her and seating himself where he belonged: in her warm center with her muscles gripping him tightly and her thighs wrapping around him, her ankles crossed behind his back, so he couldn’t escape.
As his body heated and sweat ran down his torso in tiny rivulets, he gazed at her passion-covered face. When their eyes locked, he saw the same love reflected back at him that he felt for her.
“I love you, Daniel,” she whispered, her lips trembling, her eyelashes fluttering.
Her words robbed him of the last thread of his control and pushed him over the edge. Without warning, he came, flooding her tight channel with his seed. Yet he kept going, continued driving into her until he felt her sheath convulse around him as she climaxed.
Only then did he stop his movements and brace himself over her, resting his weight on his knees and elbows.
Tenderly, he brushed his lips over hers, nipping at her bottom lip, then swiping his tongue over it.
“Sabrina… ” But he couldn’t say anything else.
Making love to her had rendered him speechless. Would it always be that way between them?
11
Sabrina felt the high she’d experienced from visiting Daniel’s parents fading quickly once they were back in New York. They’d finished all the cannoli within a couple of days, and Daniel was working long hours again, trying to finalize an important deal.
Sabrina occupied her time as best she could: by exploring the city on her own, by going shopping, and by trying out new recipes to surprise Daniel with nice dinners at home. Many times her efforts went to waste, because Daniel didn’t return home till late and had already eaten a bite at his desk in the office.
She’d sent out job applications and researched what she needed to do to become eligible to practice law in New York state. Since New York didn’t have a reciprocity agreement with the State of California, she would have to go through the pains of sitting the New York bar exam before she would be able to practice law in this state.
Now she sat in bed, pillows propped behind her back, and diligently studied New York case law. When she heard the door to the apartment open, she glanced at the clock. It was a little past eleven o’clock. She hadn’t even noticed how late it had gotten.
Daniel entered the bedroom, looking exhausted. “I didn’t expect you to still be up,” he greeted her as he sat down on the edge of the bed and removed his shoes.
“You’re not the only one who can pull a late night,” she answered evenly, trying not to let her disappointment that he’d missed dinner again show. She’d made lasagna and tried her hand at tiramisu from a recipe Daniel’s mother had emailed her a few days earlier.
Daniel sighed. “I’m sorry.”
“I know you are,” she said, lifting the book off her lap and placing it on the bedside table. “It seems to be getting later every night.”
“I wish I could change it, but this deal is important.” He continued undressing until he was wearing only his boxers.
When he walked into the bathroom, she sighed. Maybe after this deal was closed, he would have more time for her again. She just had to be patient.
When, a few minutes later, Daniel climbed into bed and laid his head on the pillow, she turned off the light and snuggled up to him.
“I have a job interview tomorrow.”
Daniel moved, pulling her closer. “Really? Oh, baby, that’s great news!” He kissed her. “Who is the interview with?”
“Yellin, Vogel, and Winslow.”
“That’s a great firm.”
“I know,” Sabrina said excitedly, draping her arm across his stomach and hugging him. “I was shocked when I got the phone call today.”
“Wonderful. I’m sure you’ll knock ‘em dead! They’d be stupid not to hire you.” He kissed her forehead. “How’s the studying for the bar exam coming along?”