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“You’re big,” I told him.
He pulled back.
I shoved back toward him. “I said big, not too big.” Since he wasn’t thrusting, I gyrated on him.
He grabbed my hips, and the thrusting began in earnest.
The sensations grew quickly as he went deeper, pulling me back against him as the tempo increased, along with the fierceness of his thrusts. I quickly climbed back up the hill of pleasure he’d shown me earlier. I felt every movement, every pull of his hands, every plunge.
His breath sped up and became shallow. “I warned you, I’m not going to last.”
“Me either,” I hissed.
The words came out between the slapping of our bodies together. “You’re so… fucking tight… so wet… oh fuck… so good.”
My boobs swung back and forth with our movements, and all my nerves started to fire together as he plunged into me again and again. The white light of my orgasm came quickly, and the fire in my core radiated out to my fingers and toes. My toes curled, and I fisted the sheets. My walls clenched around him, tighter than I could ever remember.
“Oh fuck.” He drove into me and held there.
His cock throbbed inside me as he found his release and the spasms of my orgasm dissipated. He urged me forward, and I collapsed into the mattress.
I struggled to breathe with his weight on top of me and his cock still throbbing inside me, but I didn’t care. This was how it was meant to be. Mind-blowing sex wasn’t meant to be easy.
Sensing my issue, he shifted his chest off to the side, but stayed inside me. “Nickels?”
“Yeah?” I answered.
“I’m staying.”
With him over and inside me, those two words meant everything.
Chapter 26
Nicole
The next morning,I woke and looked groggily to my right. My clock wasn’t where it should have been. I was in the unfamiliar setting of the guest bedroom, but one thing was the same: I’d woken up alone.
Somehow Josh had managed to slip out without waking me—maybe not a hard task given how little actual sleep I’d gotten. Energetic sex when I’d invaded his room and again in the middle of the night had exhausted me.
After locating my nightshirt on the floor and giving up on finding my panties, I padded out to the hallway.
Faint oldies music drifted up the staircase from below.
After a pit stop in the bathroom and a bit of mouthwash, I ventured down. The enticing aroma of fresh coffee grew stronger as I got closer to the kitchen.
Josh had his back to me, dancing in front of the stove to The Beach Boys playing on his phone. The funniest part was his bare ass peeking out of the apron he’d tied around himself—and in the morning light it was a spectacular ass, with a clear demarcation from light tan to white below his waist.
Quietly, I reached for my phone on the counter and swiped up to open the camera.
He turned too soon. “Morning, Nickels. I didn’t hear you come down. Coffee’s hot, and breakfast is almost ready.” His brow creased as he noticed the phone I held up. He struck a pose with a flexed bicep. “Want a picture, do ya?”
I clicked off the second picture. “Thanks.” I swiped between the two photos. The first hadn’t caught the cute shot of his ass I’d hoped for. It was a profile of him as he turned, and you could tell he was shirtless under the apron, but that was all. I deleted it before he reached me.
“Did it come out okay?”
I showed him.
“Huh.” He shrugged.
