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I was panting right alongside him, the throb in my body deep and demanding.
He growled, rearing back.
Taking my legs, he lifted them up and moved to fit between them, resting them against his shoulders. Then he moved back in, hitting at a much deeper angle. I was gasping, my vision growing black from the sensations hitting me.
He rubbed my clit, and fireworks. Fire-fucking-works, I’m telling you.
Someone was screaming.
Thinking that was me.
I couldn’t tell. I was gone, goooone, and then as my body hit, jerked, climaxed, and started to tremble, he flipped me over. I was brought up to my knees. My hands were pulled together, resting against the headboard, and he slammed back inside. His body lay over mine, as he kept my hands pinned with one of his. The other was kneading my thigh, and he continued moving inside of me.
I almost fell. My legs were jelly from my own orgasm, but he wrapped one arm around me, holding me against him as he kept thrusting inside.
Stars again.
Fireworks bursting…again.
A guttural scream ripped from me, followed by his own growl, and he nipped the back of my neck as I felt him jerking inside of me.
Holy.
Fucking.
Holy.
That was it.
Holy fucking holy.
My brain cells were gone. Dunzo. I couldn’t think. I couldn’t move. Cross peppered the back of my shoulder with soft kisses as he slipped out, then he picked me up and moved me around to lie against him on the bed.
I had no function of my legs and arms right now. I was helpless to curl into his body, nuzzling into his neck. Helpless. So helpless, and I was loving it.
If I didn’t move for a week, I’d be okay with that. Perfectly content. Happily satisfied, and my bones were gone. Melted into my skin and my organs. I was a limp noodle.
Cross moved one of his legs between mine, holding me, and he was kissing my throat again. He was moving around me, so he was half-lying on top of me. I was still catching my breath, one of my hands falling to his back, when suddenly—
Bam! Bam! Bam!
-–against the door.
“I heard you all the way down in the basement. Some of us aren’t getting shit. You don’t have to pour fucking salt in the wound. Assholes!”
Cross paused, his head between my breasts, and then he started laughing.
I was still too weak to do anything except cup the back of his head. “Don’t stop,” I moaned, lifting my hips just a bit to push against his.
He groaned. “I don’t think I have any more in me, but—” He ground back against me, and he did.
He so did.
It was just the beginning, though.
I sighed after, my hand falling from him to land with a plop on the bed. “I’m dead. I’ve got no more.”
He laughed, nipping the side of my breast before lifting his head. “You do, too.” His hand moved between us, finding my clit again, and he was right. My eyes rolled to the back of my head as he brought me to a third orgasm.
Cross and I were doing just fine.
“I need to go out.”
Jordan made that announcement as he dropped into one of the chairs in the living room. Cross was working on his laptop. I was curled up next to him, lying across the rest of the couch, half leaning up against his arm.
I was texting back and forth with Tabatha, who finally reached out. I’d been trying to get ahold of her since Sunday had her baby. It wasn’t until today that she finally responded, and I was given the ultra-important mission of not telling Jordan anything she was telling me—and that the 4-1-1 was that she was dating back in Roussou. Little did she know, I wasn’t violating my crew obligation because Jordan already knew. Zellman told us everything he was finding out, it was almost too much. I mean, we hadn’t needed to know how long Drayana’s umbilical cord was, with photos and all.
“What are you thinking?”
“Bren goes back to working tomorrow in her bounty-hunter-in-training or whatever. You have tests this week, just like me.” Jordan shifted in his seat, lines sticking out around his mouth. His whole energy was edgy and frustrated. He clipped out, “There’s a huge block party on frat row. I think we should go.”
“You were banned, remember.”
“It’s a street party. They can’t ban me from a street party, and I think they dropped that. Tab’s not even here.”
True.
Cross glanced down at me.
I looked at him.
I already knew neither of us cared, but Jordan needed to go out.
No words were said.
I sat up at the same time Cross shut his laptop.
Jordan grinned. “I love you guys.”
I snorted. “We’re going to a party for you. Not a huge hardship here.” I was crossing the room, heading to go and change.
