Page 278 of A Matter of Time

So could I. The mix of pleasure and pain was excruciating and intoxicating at the same time. I never felt better than when I was with him.

I could feel my muscles clenching around him, the spasms milking his length, cum that had somehow escaped the condom rolling down the insides of my thighs.

“Jory…baby…”

I had to concentrate on staying vertical.

He let me go as my breathing evened out and then slowly, gently, eased from my body in small increments.

“That was hard. You didn’t wanna let me go.”

No, I did not.

Sitting back on my haunches, I tried to calm down, but I was shivering, and my heart was beating far too fast.

“Lemme get rid of this condom.”

“Did it break?”

“Yeah,” he murmured. “We were too rough for it.”

I was quiet, pondering the ramifications of that, now that my brain was back to working.

“I’m good, just so you know. Been tested and⁠—”

“Yeah. I mean, there was only ever you without one.”

“Same,” he whispered before he got up.

He left to throw the remains of the condom away, and I was going to get up, but he was back too fast, underwear up, cock tucked away, jeans still open, riding low on his hips, dropping to his knees in front of me. Gently, with a warm washcloth and a hand towel, he had me get to my knees so he could clean me up.

“So much for my protesting,” I muttered as he left me again. It was actually nice of him not to gloat.

“No, it’s not about that,” he said, returning in moments, taking my face in his hands, tipping my chin up, and then kissing me, long and hard.

I made whimpering noises in the back of my throat because I couldn’t help it. He deepened the kiss until I thought my heart was going to burst. I finally had to turn away to take a gulp of air.

“You gave in because you wanted to.”

I couldn’t meet his gaze.

“Jory,” he husked. “Look at me.”

It took me a moment to summon my courage.

“You wanted me and you love me.”

“Sam—”

“Don’t lie, tell me the truth.”

“It’s not that simple.”

“You’re scared; I know that. You think I’ll break your heart again.” His breath was warm on my face before he wrapped me in his arms, holding me tight to his chest. “But I won’t. Never again. I swear to God.”

“Sam…”

“Say it,” he ordered, running his fingers up and down my spine.