Page 79 of Some Kinda Romance

“I don’t think that’s possible.”

He let out a rough laugh. “Right now, it feels like it is.”

Instead of arguing, I nodded, adding more soap to the sponge and then washing him as carefully and thoroughly as he’d done to me. By the time I was done, we were both over waiting. Dash took my face in his hands and kissed me hard. Then he reached for my thighs and pressed my back to the wall once more.

I wasn’t sure if this was safe, but I was beyond caring. If we fell over, we fell over. Wrapping my legs around his hips, I angled my own and held on to him for dear life as he thrust into me. He let out a loud growl into my mouth as he did. I cried out, my arms around his neck. My inner muscles clenched around him as pleasure sparked through me.

“Fuck, we need a condom,” he whispered harshly, setting me down safely on my feet as he pulled out of me. Fast as lightning, he stepped out of the shower, and he was back in a flash, rolling the latex over himself before he spun me around to face the wall.

“This is going to be hard and fast,” he warned, his voice low and gravelly. He pushed up against me, nodding.

I threaded my fingers into his hair. “Yes, please.”

He groaned, sinking into me once more and keeping his promise, but I’d already been so close that when he reached around to pinch my clit, I went off like a firework. Screaming his name, I came apart. Following immediately after me, he slammed into me one last time. Then he roared on his release, holding my hips in a vise as he emptied himself deep inside me.

Panting in the aftermath, I accepted his hand when he held it out to me. Then I let him wrap me in a thick towel after we got out of the shower. He shut off the water, gently gathered me in his arms, and carried me to my bedroom like we were on our honeymoon or something.

As he laid me down on the bed, he dropped his own towel and put his entire focus on me, kneeling between my legs with his knees on the carpet. Then he went down on me.

I shivered, not doubting that he could get me there again even though my heart was still racing and I was still sensitive all over from the last orgasm.

Slowly but surely, he coaxed me closer and closer to the edge once more. His fingers and his tongue worked together to make that magic he was so damn good at. Pure white light flashed behind my eyes as that bliss raced through me, curling my toes. My entire body tensed under the sweet relief of the slow climax.

While I was still trying to catch my breath, he crawled onto the mattress with me and kissed me tenderly. I rolled into him, taking his cheek in my hand and kissing him back before I rolled us over so I was straddling his lap.

Grabbing another condom, I rolled it on, my eyes on his. I lowered myself down on him once it was on. We moved together much slower than we had in the shower, taking our time to savor every thrust and groan.

I liked that he made noise for me. When I made him feel good, he let me know with a deep grunt or a sharp inhale of breath. Far too quickly, neither of us could hold back anymore and we came together, flying high through the clouds as one.

When we were finally both spent, we curled up in each other’s arms, not saying a word. He placed gentle kisses on my eyelids just before I dozed off. I smiled, and then I was asleep, dreaming of him even though I knew he was still right next to me.