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He pulls away and softly kisses his way up my stomach before standing up and pulling me to my feet. A satisfied smile tilts his lips when he has to steady me. “Are you okay?”
“Yeah, my legs are just a little shaky.”
Without warning, he scoops me up and carries me down the hall to his room. It’s dim, with only the bathroom light bleeding in. I’m deposited onto his bed, and he crawls over me. Theweight of his body on top of mine feels so right. Perfect. His cock is hard again, and I reach down between us to stroke it.
His breathing speeds up as I rub the head between my lips, coating it with the wetness he’s caused. With his arms propped on either side of my head, he gazes down at me, his cock prodding at my entrance.
It feels like the most intimate thing in the world, the way he watches me as he pushes inside, going a little deeper with each flex of his hips. He leans to kiss me, letting his lips linger a moment as his long, unhurried strokes light me up from the inside out. No words are spoken between us. None are necessary as we move together, reveling in the feel of each other. There’s no urgency or desperation, only the pure euphoria we’re creating, sharing between us.
The little moans he lets out makes me want to hear so much more, and he doesn’t argue when I roll us over. Instead, he lies back and watches me, grabbing my hips as I straddle him.
He moans when I sink down on him, taking every hard inch. “I love that sound,” I tell him, and his cheeks redden a little, his lips curling up. Christ, he’s so sexy and I’m not sure he even knows.
I lean over to suck his neck and kiss down his chest, nuzzling his soft hair. His deep breath when I suck and lick his nipple is something I’m going to remember. He really likes that. When I sit back up and start to move, he grips my hips tightly.
“Fuck yes, ride me,” he groans, and I do just that. He reaches between my legs to rub my clit and I’m surprised to feel the need roar back. I’m going to come again. Three times in a night isn’t usual for me, but a slow, pulsing pleasure rolls through me, making me shiver and moan.
As soon as I’m finished, Arlow lifts me off him. “Lie on your side.” He enters me from behind the moment I do, pulling meback against him. Bending one of my legs up, he proceeds to thrust into me, and I can feel him trying to hold back.
“Harder,” I cry, and he gives me what I ask for. He pauses long enough to pull me up onto my hands and knees, then buries himself again.
“That what you want?” he asks, driving into me. It almost sounds like a challenge, but yes, it is exactly what I want, for him to let go. “A good hard fucking?”
“Yes!” My hands clasp the sheets as he shows me what he’s capable of. I take everything he has to give until his strokes become stuttered and he stops on a deep thrust, coming inside me with a loud gravelly moan. It’s a sound I’ll never stop thinking about.
He falls onto the bed next to me, coated in sweat, his hair damp, his face flushed and eyes bright. “You’re so damn sexy,” I blurt, and his eyebrows leap up.
“That’s my line, gorgeous. Come here.” I lay my head on his chest with no hesitation. He catches my hand as I trace the tree branches inked onto his chest, brings it to his mouth and kisses it.
I’m not sure what to say, if anything, and he seems to feel the same. Finally, I sit up. “I’m going to shower and get to sleep. Tomorrow is going to be a long day.”
He rubs his hand up and down my back. “Use the guest shower and I’ll use mine. If I get you in there with me, neither of us is going to get any sleep.”
“Good night, Arlow.”
“Good night, Peach.”
I’m not going to overthink what just happened or what it might mean, at least not right now. It was the best night I’ve had in years and I’m not going to let my brain spoil it. Instead, I take a quick shower and crawl into the guest bed. Not more than fiveminutes later, I’m surprised to feel Arlow climb in with me and pull me into his arms.
This man was born to be the big spoon. Satisfied and content in a way I wasn’t sure I could feel again, I drift off to sleep.
The scent surrounding me is as comforting as the arm tucked around my middle.Arlow.His warm figure pressed against my back doesn’t budge as my phone alarm continues its insistent serenade. Bleary-eyed, I manage to reach it on the side table and shut it off. He rolls over onto his back but doesn’t wake.
It’s no wonder since we’ve barely been asleep for three hours. My entire body aches in the best way, and the memories of last night are fresh in my head. I knew it would be good with him, but that was beyond any expectation. The way he took me, the passion in every touch and kiss and lick. The feral near growl in his voice when he said my name. This sweet, beekeeping, nature loving, unbearably gentle man fucked the absolute hell out of me.
My friends will be here soon to get me, but I can’t resist lingering a moment to look at him in the dim light. God, he’s so gorgeous. His white lashes rest against his cheek, looking so soft in contrast to the dark locks lying in a tumbled mess on the pillow.
I study his broad shoulders and the planes of his chest. The dark tree tattoo stands out against his lightly tanned skin, and my fingers itch to touch him again, to trace the branches through the scattered curly hair.
My phone beeps with a text from Leo.
Leo
Be there in thirty minutes.
I have to get moving.
Me
