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He met my gaze before he thrust his tongue inside me one more time.
I combusted around him. My gasps and screams echoed around the space as my belly and thighs convulsed. I softened, finally relaxing on the couch, still trying to catch my breath.
Nash pressed a soft kiss to the fleshy part of my thigh before he crawled up my body. I continued to tremble through the aftershocks as he pulled me tight into his arms. I rested my head against his chest, unsurprised to feel the raging staccato of his heart.
“I’m ready,” I said.
He pulled back, studying my face before a slow, totally masculine, pleasure smile lifted his lips. “Mmm… I like you ready for me.”
My body glowed with the warmth of residual pleasure…until he pulled back farther. “Nash—”
“Oh, I want you, Ay.” He pressed my hand to the bulge—the large, hard bulge that caused my core to clench delightfully. “But…are you sure? About us?” He looked pained. “Because this is more than getting off. This is me showing you just how much I love you. It…it’s going to tether me to you more tightly.”
His words warmed me. I placed my hands on his cheeks, and he nuzzled into my palm, kissing it.
“I want to be as connected to you as I can,” I said around the emotion building in my throat. “You own this,” I placed his hand over my heart.
His palm encompassed my entire breast. My lack of breast size used to make me self-conscious, but Nash’s appreciative looks, his half-lidded gaze when he licked my nipples, made it clear he was attracted to my body.
“Now, I want you inside me, making my body yours, too,” I whispered.
He gently squeezed my breast, causing my back to arch. His smile turned darker, more seductive.
“If you’re sure…” he began.
I brought his head down, my palm on his nape, my teeth nipping at his lip. “So sure.”
He moaned before he sat back enough to help me remove my top and then stood, toeing out of his boots while unbuttoning his pants. He slid the jeans and underwear off his hips in one smooth motion and stepped casually from the garments. He bent, pulled out his wallet, and found a condom. I watched him, licking my lips as he rolled the latex down his length. When he got to the base, he gave it a good squeeze, and I gasped, my thighs clenching at the sight of Nash in his own hand.
“You sure about this, Ay?”
“Definitely.” I opened my arms to him, and he settled over me. I spread my thighs, and he slipped between them. He cupped my cheeks in his big palms and surged upward, into me. I blew out a long, slow breath at the thick slide of him rooting inside me.
Nash’s eyes widened, the storms gone, replaced by wonder. He pulled back a little, so I tilted my hips, trying to capture all of him. He grinned down at me. I tugged his head toward mine, kissing him because he seemed reluctant to let me taste myself on his lips.
But I wanted that—I wanted everything with him.
I made sure to kiss him long, slow, and deep, savoring the nuances of how our flavors melded. And as he settled against and over me, I used my inner muscles to squeeze him tight.
He pulled back just enough to speak. “Driving me crazy.”
“Good. I want you wild.”
“Hell, Ay…” He groaned.
And then he was moving, and it wasn’t soft. He let me know he was there, deep inside me, that he owned me.
And I lost myself to the pounding of his body into and against mine, just as I lost myself in his beautiful, clear eyes. He hovered over me, watchful, intense.
We peaked together—him with a muffled shout, me with an open-mouthed, silent gasp.
He collapsed on top of me, his cheek to my shoulder, his lips to my neck, his arms cradling me like I was the most precious thing there was.
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Somehow I managed not to crush her, even as my breathing remained labored and my vision tunneled. Fuck, that was intense.
