Warning: Spicy content
Ivan
With her hands pinned on my shoulders and the earnest way she's looking at me, I can't help purring.
Does she know what she does to me?
"Quit trying to undo what you can't fix," she warns me. "Want me for me! Stop obsessing about making it all perfect."
I hated to admit it, but she had a point.
The best memories I already had with her were the parts we hadn't planned. Crashing into the truck, the way our first kiss just happened. Even the things that seemed terrible at the time. When I licked her and when she came back from the dragon's house. None of that was something we'd expected or ever dreamt of letting happen, but somehow, those were memories I knew we'd tell our friends and our children for years.
Sitting back up, my hands firmly on her hips, I purr into her neck.
"I want you." I breathe, loving how her scent only intensified now that I'd marked her. "You don't have to worry about that, my love."
