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He stalls for a second, searching my eyes. I know my reaction probably seems odd to him. What woman wouldn't want to come multiple times in a night wrapped in the arms of a man who looks like him?
"You asked me if I could go all night, and I told you I could," he says. "So why does that feel like a trick question? Am I going to get in trouble if I answer it?"
By that reaction, he obviously has.
And should it surprise me?
He's already proven he can give me two in the same night.
Does three mean I'm cured? Or does it mean that Seven is the only man who can unlock this hidden part of my body that even I barely understand? And is the possibility of ever having a normal sex life with Daniel still doomed?
I shake my head.
"You won't get in trouble, but you don't have to answer it either. I know now."
My hesitation isn't because of the women before me like he thinks, though I'm curious about that, too. It's just that three orgasms for me doesn't seem possible. Even when I had orgasms before the accident, two in one night was rare enough as it is. So, the idea that Seven can pull as many as he wants from me is both thrilling and terrifying.
"I don't care about my number. The only number I want to top is yours," he says, brushing a few strands of my hair out of my face.
"Why my number?" I ask.
"Maybe because I want to impress you."
He doesn't say it with a cocky grin. Instead, there's an honesty in his eyes.
"Then consider me impressed," I say, smoothing my fingers over the light hairs of his chest.
"Not just yet. Make me work for it."
He leans in and kisses me, the taste of me still on his lips.
It's not the first time I've tasted myself when a man's gone down on me, but it's the first time I've enjoyed it. Everything Seven does is more erotic than anyone before him. I never thought I'd like having a hand around my throat during sex, but the way Seven does it has me wanting him to try it again.
He rotates his body over mine and pulls me under him, deepening our kiss and settling his hips in between the warmth of my thighs as his hard cock nestles against my stomach, demanding not to be forgotten. Not that I could ever forget. He's too big to miss.
He reaches over to his bedside table and pulls out a condom.
He rips it open with his teeth, and in a quick motion, he's sheathed and ready.
My hands cup his jaw, keeping him anchored to me as he pushes to align us together.
I feel his tip at my entrance, but he doesn't push in right away.
"Tell me if I'm hurting you. I'll slow down," he says against our kiss.
I moan into his mouth as he pushes against me, his head gaining entrance inside of me as he coats himself in my slick heat.
My tight walls squeeze around him, and I hear the moment he lets out a sigh of relief as if he's been needing me all this time.
His lips pull off of mine as they travel down my throat, his thrusts becoming heavier and deeper as my body gives way to him, stretching around him to accommodate his size and strength.
The more he advances back and forth into me, the more slippery his cock becomes until he slides in and out of me at a more rapid rate, pinning me under his body. I'm at his mercy as his body drives into me harder with every thrust of his hips.
His grunts and my moans fill the space between his bedroom walls with the sounds of pleasure as he kisses his way down my chest until his hot mouth finds my pebbled nipples.
The moment his lips latch onto my breasts and suck down against me, I arch up into him, moaning out as I wrap my fingers around the back of his neck.
I feel the small amount of sweat at the bottom of his hairline. He's working me with everything he has and I can feel the tension in his shoulders and the need in his groans.
