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Every muscle pulls taut as my climax unfurls inside me. I fall apart, utterly, the intensity of the sensation melting my brain.
I’m a panting mess as I come down. For a moment, I feel like I won’t be able to lift a finger for hours.
But when Tuck crawls over me and presses his lips to mine, and the taste of my own release singes my lips, I come alive again.
When I feel Tuck’s length between my legs, his hard shaft resting and pulsing against my wet center, lust shoots through me.
I lift my hips, savoring the outline of his cock against me. I sit up, and Tuck lets me turn and push him onto the mattress.
The first time, he was on top; but this time, I want to be. A jolt of electricity races up my spine at the thought of spearing myself on his cock.
I retrieve a condom and roll it down his shaft, then position myself over him with the tip of his length pressing against my slick opening.
“Fuuuuck,” he groans as I slowly lower myself onto him.
The sensation of Tuck filling me, inch by inch, is otherworldly. When he bottoms out, all my nerves are buzzing, an intense satisfaction like I’ve never felt washing over me.
I start to swivel my hips. The look on his face is intoxicating, his eyes hooded and blissed while his jaw is set tight.
I draw myself up, which only makes him push deeper into me. I place my hands on the sweaty planes of his chest while I start to bounce.
“Take it, baby,” he rasps, his hips thrusting upward to meet my motions as I impale myself on him. “Take that fucking cock.”
“So good,” I moan. “This cock feels so fucking good.”
Inside me, I feel my orgasm building again. The base of my spine grows tight as pleasure radiates through me, ratcheting up a notch every time I lift my hips and drive them back down to take his length.
I fling my head back as I swivel my hips, chasing a climax that I can tell is going to be even bigger than the one I just had. Tuck urges it on by drawing circles around my clit with his thumb.
“I want to see you come again, baby,” he says, his breath ragged. “I want to see you fall apart above me, on my cock.”
His dirty words send an erotic rush through me. At the same time, he hits the perfect spot inside me while his thumb circles my clit in just the right way, and I’m undone.
I unravel above him, my walls clenching around his thick length. My mind shatters with pleasure. Through the haze, I can hear a deep, guttural sound rip from Tuck’s throat. I feel his own body convulse with orgasm.
After, Tuck and I lie together, both totally undone, exhausted, satisfaction lying heavily over us. It feels like hours pass as I loll my head against his chest with his arm wrapped around my shoulder, his rhythmic breathing lulling me.
It feels good to finally let my guard down with Tuck. Even in the hotel room, it felt like there was a distance between us; the distance born of knowledge that what was happening wasn’t supposed to be happening, the distance of being conscious of a mistake.
The tranquil silence is broken by Tuck’s laughter.
“I can’t stop thinking about what Summer and Hudson’s reactions are going to be when they find out,” he says.
Anxiety slices through me. The thought of everyone knowing Tuck and I are together makes me feel like the control over my heart I’ve held so tightly is slipping away too quickly for comfort.
I’m ready to give me and Tuck a chance, but I don’t feel ready to let him hold my heart in the palm of his hand for all to see. Not just yet.
“Actually,” I begin, my speech tentative. “I was thinking we’d start by … taking it slow.”
“Slow?” he asks.
“Slow and … quiet. At first.”
The excitement that was just so vivid on his features washes away. “Quiet as in … secret?”
I draw my bottom lip in between my teeth, trying to find a way to put what I’m feeling into words. Trying to find a way to explain my emotions in a way that won’t make Tuck feel bad.
“It’s just …” I’m searching for a way to express my own feelings out loud at the same time I’m trying to fully understand them myself. “I’ve been afraid of getting back into a relationship for a long time. I want to move past that. But … I feel like it would be easier, more comfortable, to dip my toes back in if there weren’t so many eyes on it right away. You know?”
