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“Then you’re doing it on my cock.” He shook his head and skimmed his palm along my inner thigh. “I’d love nothing more than to take my time with you. Make you come again and again—on my tongue, my fingers. But tonight…”
He trailed off and lifted his gaze to meet mine again.
I nodded my understanding.
Isaac’s appearance had unsettled us both, pushed us to this—declaring what we’d been denying ourselves for too long. I came to Bowen tonight because he made me feel safe, because I loved him in a way that I’d never loved a man before in my life. And Bowen had welcomed me into his bed because protecting me wasn’t enough. He wanted the honor of being the man in my life, and he would never take it for granted as long as he lived.
Bowen turned his head and kissed the inside of my thigh, circling his thumbs over my hips for a second or two. Then he broke away just long enough to retrieve a condom from the drawer of his bedside table. I sat up and started unbuckling his belt, unzipping his fly.
I inhaled a sharp breath of surprise when I felt the weight of his cock in my hand—a heavy eight inches, with a thick crown that I knew would make me feel so perfectly full. Bowen shuddered as I caressed his length, teasing at his slit with my thumb.
“Keep doing that,” he rasped. “And we won’t need a condom.”
“What if I don’t want to use one?”
Bowen’s eyes darkened for an imperceptible moment. Then he huffed a laugh and shook his head.
“Don’t tell me we need to have the safe sex talk right now.”
“I tested clean two weeks ago,” I replied. “And I’m on birth control. Last I heard, you haven’t been with anyone since high school, so…”
I trailed off, giving him the chance to fill in that blank with a confirmation or a denial either way. Bowen’s gaze shifted over my face, studying me.
“There’s still a risk of pregnancy,” he pointed out.
“Only a small one. Besides, you would be the best father in the world.”
Something darkened in Bowen’s gaze, but I couldn’t put a name to it. His chest swelled on a slow, deep breath. His cock twitched in my grip. He reached down and curled his fingers around my ankle. With a simple tug, he pulled my legs out from under me until I was nestled in his pillows again.
Bowen propped one hand by my head and leaned down, brushing a feather-light kiss to the corner of my mouth.
“You’re not trying to baby trap me right now, are you?” he murmured.
I grinned and cupped his face in my hands.
“Why do I get the feeling you would love it if I did?”
He sealed his mouth to mine, settling over me. Without breaking the kiss, he reached down and aligned his cock with my entrance. I grabbed his waist, pulling him closer. With his jeans still on, the denim scratched at my skin.
I gasped against Bowen’s lips when I felt the breach, then the stretch, followed by the hot, thick glide of his length. He broke the kiss, burying his face in my neck.
“Fuck, so hot and tight for me,” he rumbled.
I dug my nails into Bowen’s back, desperate to get tighter, closer to him. My brain was blissfully blank as I felt every inch of his cock, dragging against my walls, and the bruising press of his fingers into my thighs.
He dipped his head lower, sucking one of my nipples into his mouth. I shifted my legs wider, cradling his hips. Bowen hooked my knees over his forearms and spread me open even further. When he thrust in again, the new angle had me seeing stars.
“Oh, yes, right there.”
Bowen’s careful control faltered. His strokes became harder, deeper. He tangled his fingers in my hair with a sharp tug to tilt my head back, exposing my throat. I was completely at his mercy, coiling tighter and tighter with the pleasure he ignited in every part of me.
“Squeezing me so fucking good, sweetheart,” Bowen murmured into the curve of my neck.
He drew back, pressing my knees up toward my chest. Then he rubbed against my clit with his thumb and I shattered. A raw sound of ecstasy tore from my throat. Bowen kept fucking me through it. Every time he buried his cock deep inside me, a fresh wave of my orgasm dragged me under again.
With one final sloppy thrust, Bowen went still with a grunt, tendons in his neck straining as he came. I felt every pulse and throb of his cock when he emptied inside me.
Locking my legs around him, I wiggled my hips, savoring the sensation of our connection, so full and deep. He peppered my chest and neck with kisses, placing one last kiss on my lips with a low, pleasant hum.
