I watch her sleep because I don’t want to miss a moment with her. She’s on her side and the lights are off, but I left the door to the bathroom cracked so that I could still see her. The soft glow lights up her silhouette and I memorize every curve of her body.

She’s completely naked with the blankets pushed off of her. After I feasted on her she snuggled in and hasn’t moved since. I run my fingers from her shoulder to her hip, back and forth as she hums sleepily.

Everything she’s been through in the past few months had to have been hell. I looked up her family and saw what they’d done, but it didn’t push me away from her. The more I read, the more it made me want to protect her because it’s clear that no one else ever has. I don’t feel sorry for her, because she’s here in spite of the odds being stacked against her. She’s probably the strongest person I know, and all I want to do is be by her side.

How quickly my life has turned upside down and I’ve seen the new perspective in front of me. I never thought about love at first sight or that I could be so completely taken by someone with one word. But since I got into the back of Sloan’s car, that’s exactly what’s been happening. Every time she smiles, laughs, or even touches me, I fall completely and madly in love with her.

“You are special. Never stop believing that.” I whisper the quote from Annie and think about her as a little girl watching that movie.

I bet she wished for someone to come rescue her. It’s a shame it took me so long to find her.

Leaning forward, I press my lips to her shoulder and hold her close. She snuggles against my chest and I close my eyes, vowing that I will be the one to love her for the rest of her life. I’m content for the first time in my life and I don’t feel like I’m just running from one job to the next. Maybe it’s all been leading up to finding Sloan so that this is my job now.

The sun comes up and I haven’t gone to sleep, but I feel more rested than I have in a really long time. She stretches, and I watch as she begins to roll over but then jerks awake. I have to hold my laugh in when she sits up and looks around with her hair disheveled and a wild look in her eyes. Then she realizes she’s in the bed with me and she smiles as she falls back on the pillow.

“I thought I was going to roll off the sofa,” she says as she covers her face with her hands. She begins to laugh and the motion makes her breasts move and of course now I want to suck her nipples.

I lean forward and rub my nose against the tight peak, and her laughter turns into a moan. I run my tongue along the edges and then tease her with my teeth. My cock is hard and demanding against my boxer briefs, but I’ve managed to ignore it for most of the night. I didn’t trust myself to sleep naked with her, but now I’m not so sure how much longer I can hold off.

“Do you have any idea how beautiful you are?”

I move to her other breast and feast on her there before I roll her over on her back and move on top of her. Her legs spread and I settle between them, rocking against her.

“Maybe you should take these off,” she says as her fingers go to the waistband of my underwear.

I stop breathing when she dips her hand inside and wraps her fingers around my length. I rest my forehead against hers when she starts to move her hand up and down.

“If you keep doing that I won’t be able to stop.”

“I don’t want you to.”

I look into her eyes and I can see a need there as deep as my own. As she pushes my underwear down and takes out my cock, I’m helpless to what she wants. She rubs the swollen tip through her wet folds and I feel like every nerve ending in my body is concentrated on that one spot.

“After what you did for me last night, when you stood up for me.” She shakes her head. “That meant more to me than you’ll ever know.”

I ease forward as I sink into her an inch and feel the warmth of her pussy wrap around me. “I’ve fallen for you, Sloan Martinez.” She gasps as I slide further into her and her tight walls clench. “There’s no going back after this. I’m done for you and I won’t let you go.”

“More!” she cries out, raising her hips to meet me.

I sink all the way inside her to the base of my cock. She’s impossibly tight all the way to the root, and I clench my teeth to try and hold myself together. She’s hotter and tighter than anything I’ve ever felt before and I don’t want to rush it.

“I’m yours, Harris,” she says as she looks up at me with heavy eyes full of desire.

I curse. Her words are my undoing and I pull out slowly before thrusting all the way back in. She cries out, but I can’t stop as I try to kiss her softly while I hammer into her. I whisper words of encouragement and tell her how beautiful and perfect she is. I can’t control my thrusts and they’re uneven and heavy. My only thought is to get into her as deep as possible and coat her body with my cum. The heavy weight of my balls smacks her ass and they demand release.

“Mine, mine, mine,” I chant, holding her wrists to the mattress and taking her like I own her.

A layer of sweat coats my body as I move on top of her. She wraps her legs around me, and her pussy squeezes me tighter as she gets closer to her climax.

“I’m not pulling out,” I say as I hold myself deep inside of her. “I’ll take care of you.”

I grind against her pussy without pulling out and my cock throbs inside of her. She pulses around me, and I rub on her clit. It’s enough to send me over the edge. The first jet of hot cum inside her and she cries out her climax. We cling to one another as we find the finish line together and I kiss her softly while she comes down from her peak.

It’s dirty and we’re both a mess. I feel my cum leak out of her and down her ass. I smile at her as I lean back and look in her eyes. She really is the most beautiful woman I’ve ever laid eyes on.

“Take a shower with me,” I say and rub my nose against hers, thinking life couldn’t be more perfect. How have I been living without her all this time?

“You like bossing me around.” Her fingers play with the hair on my chest, and I smile.

“You like it.” I pull her up in my arms and carry her from the bed as she squeals with laughter.

“Maybe just a little,” she says, and I walk us into the shower.