Page 44 of Healing the Twin


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“Por favor,” Tomás said, his voice ragged with need, and I had no trouble translating that. “I’m so close…”

“Me too…”

The coil within me tightened even further, all my muscles contracting. With a final surge, I drove into him with everything I had, sending myself over the edge. But Tomás cried out too, mixed in with my shouts, and an overwhelming wave of ecstasy rolled over me. My balls clenched and unloaded, and Tomás spurted his load between us, grunting with the effort or maybe the intensity.

My tired body gave in, and I collapsed on top of him. He wrapped his arms around me, whispering something in my ear I couldn’t translate. Something sweet and precious, and my heart soared as high as my body had mere seconds earlier. For those few precious moments, it felt as though we were the only people in the world.

I’d expected him to push me away, but he didn’t. He held me as the aftershocks of our shared pleasure subsided, our bodies cooling off and our breathing and heart rates coming down. My cock softened, and I bit back a sigh of regret. I tried to pull out as gently as possible—that part never felt good—and, with reluctance, rolled off him.

Tying the condom was a bit of a fumble, but I managed. I hadn’t done that in twenty years or so. Samuel and I had ditched condoms when we’d become exclusive, and I’d never topped anyone else. Another first, one of the many that would follow after losing Samuel.

After dropping the tied condom on the floor, I plopped back down, the sated exhaustion weighing down my limbs. Tomás had rolled onto his side and was watching me with hooded eyes, the expression of a man who’d just gotten laid. Like a cat that got the cream.

“Mmm, that was incredible.” Tomás’s sultry voice was heavy with satisfaction.

“Agreed.”

We lay there in silence, enjoying the warmth of each other’s bodies, and Tomás caressed my cheek in a gesture so casually intimate my breath caught in my lungs. “Bottoming with you felt right.”

“Thank you. Your trust means a lot to me.”

“No tears this time?”

I chuckled. “Nope. That was a one-time thing, I promise.”

“I didn’t mind.”

“No? I was under the impression they made you uncomfortable.”

He winced. “Okay, they did. But that was then. I don’t think I’d react the same now.”

“What changed?”

“I don’t know, but it feels different now. Maybe because I know you better?”

Why I got all soft and mushy inside, I wasn’t sure, but I didn’t want to dwell on it for too long. “Could be, but either way, I’m good.”

Groaning, he stretched, showing off his body. “Once upon a time, I would’ve been able to go for a second round, but alas, those days are gone.”

“Are you saying we’re getting too old for this? If so, speak for yourself. I’m pretty sure we’ve still got a few good years left in us.”

“True, but my recovery time isn’t what it used to be,” Tomás quipped, flexing his legs. “I might need a day or two to bounce back. The joys of middle age.”

“Middle age? Pfft, we’re in our prime, my friend,” I shot back, and we both laughed.

This lighthearted banter felt good after the intensity of our sex. It prevented things from getting too heavy and emotional again, for me most of all. Tomás wouldn’t need that distraction. The man had perfected the art of hookups, but I had a bit more difficulty keeping my emotional distance. This conversation helped.

Of course, just then Tomás shifted closer to me, draping his arm across my chest and drawing me into a warm embrace. He pressed a tender kiss on my forehead. “Thank you.”

He rested his head on my shoulder, and I held him almost automatically. The steady rhythm of his breath against my skin made my heart swell. Dammit, there were those pesky feelings again. “My pleasure.”

As much as I wanted to indulge in this moment, I couldn’t. All Tomás wanted from me was sex. He’d made that crystal clear. Even when he’d confessed that maybe it was time to settle down, he’d never so much as hinted it could be with me. Not that I could fault him for that. Why would he want more than a casual fling with someone like me? We weren’t compatible at all. Except in bed, maybe.

I had to change the subject. “According to the rumor mill, you bought Carol’s house.”

Tomás chuckled. “I see little has changed in all these years. Yes, I have. Made her a cash offer she was all too happy to accept.”

“I bet. It’s the perfect solution for her.”

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