Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 85888 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 429(@200wpm)___ 344(@250wpm)___ 286(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 85888 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 429(@200wpm)___ 344(@250wpm)___ 286(@300wpm)
His control fell away slowly and then all at once. It was thrilling to see. Our mouths melded as our bodies slickened with sweat. His careful pace deteriorated until it was him fucking me into the mattress. My nails left lines across his back. His teeth left a bruise on my neck. We had to stop kissing/biting before someone broke a tooth. The storm raged outside, but I had lightning in my veins like my body was on fire. Thunder was the sound of blood beating behind my ears.
The heat radiating off his body and the heady scent of sex filled the room. I clutched and clawed at him while he kept my hair in a tight fist. All the while, he hammered that great cock into me. When he hit the perfect place inside of me, my back arched off the bed. But he didn’t stop. Hell no. He hadn’t lost his finesse at all. Because he kept right at me until I was whining his name. The pressure inside me was coiling higher and tighter as a tsunami broke over me. Pleasure and pain. I’d never come so hard in my life. A couple of tears streamed down my cheek, the release was so damn intense.
Lars swore and bucked against me. Burying his face in my neck as he came too. The way his cock throbbed inside of me and the harsh panting against my neck seemed like the only things that were real. Like he was my tether. Like without his body to weigh me down, I might float away. We both groaned when he eased his cock out of me. Then he fell onto the bed at my side.
It took a while for anyone to speak. And then of course it was me. “Was it okay for you?”
He opened one eyelid, stared at me, and said nothing.
“I’m not sure what to do with that,” I said.
A small smile curled his lips. Phew.
I rolled onto my side to face him. The masculine beauty of the man. His hair should always be disheveled by my hands. And the peace in his expression. The smoothness of his brow and how his gaze had softened...maybe my pussy was magic after all. My heart beat hard and heavy; the pulse echoed between my legs. Again. Already. “How many condoms did you bring with you?”
“I only carry one around, sorry.”
To be charmed that he’d had no expectations coming here or annoyed that he hadn’t planned ahead? It was a tough call. What was for certain was that any hidden hopes I had regarding Lars and I being able to fuck this fascination out of our system were a bust. Like having sex with him once would resolve any and all feelings and we could just be friends. Nope. Nada. Not a chance.
Then he reached out and caught a tear off my cheek. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing. It was just...a lot of pent-up sexual energy, I guess.”
He nodded.
“Okay,” I said, moving right along. “Here’s the plan. We hit up the pharmacy for prophylactics then the Korean place for dinner. I’ll get the rib eye, you get the fish, and we’ll swap halfway through. We can share the kimchi fries. What do you say?”
He didn’t say anything.
Which was when it hit me. “Unless you have plans, of course. There might be somewhere you need to be or something.”
“Susie,” he said. “Dinner and bed sounds good.”
The smile owned my face. “Great.”
Eleven
“I’m out of my mind.”
“No,” I said. “You’re not.”
Cleo stood in the middle of the living room of her condo with boxes at her feet. “I met him less than a month ago and now he’s moving in. I’ve already been through one divorce. What am I doing?”
“You’re the smartest person I know. If you’re moving him in with you then it’s for a damn good reason,” I said. “But if you tell me you’ve changed your mind, or that you have doubts you want to act on, I’ll help you haul all of his shit straight back out of here.”
She pressed a hand to her heart. “Love at first sight is the worst. I never even used to believe it existed. Now look at me acting the fool!”
“You really love him, huh?”
“Yes, and it’s terrifying. I don’t want to get hurt again.”
That fear I could understand all too well. I basically had cuddle time with it each and every night. Weaknesses were the worst.
Tore walked in carrying another box followed by Lars. It had been six days since the night of sexing. He’d been working more overtime and I’d been busy too. Because we were grown adults with our own lives. My bed, however, had been an especially sad and lonely place this week. It turned out that if you renounced your celibacy and got some good dick it was hard to wait for more. Hard. Heh.