Julian’s POV

“Tell me you love me,” she said again, her face just inches from mine.

My lips were wet with her. I was still shaking from what I had done to her body.

I could hardly breathe. I was not sure if she could hear my heart pounding.

I looked into her eyes, sharp, beautiful.

And I said it.

“I love you,” I said. “Every bit of you.”

Her lips curled like she didn’t fully believe me… but liked hearing it anyway.

"Say it again," she said.

"I love you," I said slower. "I ...