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The solitary tear that’s perched in the corner of my eye slides down my cheek. I chase it away with a brush of my hand.
I’m freefalling.
I thought I could control my heart, but that was a fool’s wish.
My intimate experiences have never been like this. There was always a rush to the main event, a sprint toward an orgasm.
Keats is different. He’s taking his time and showing me that every second of this encounter is important to him.
I feel treasured in a way I never have before.
His lips run a path over my neck before they rest on my cheek. “I want to fuck you, Maren.”
I turn toward him, resting my hand on his shoulder as I stare into his eyes. “I want that.”
His gaze drops to my lips. “I’ve never met anyone like you. Your body is as beautiful as your soul.”
Sliding my hand from his shoulder to the back of his head, I smile. “I have a beautiful soul?”
He nods. “You do.”
“Tomorrow,” I start on a stuttered breath.
“Tomorrow, nothing will change,” he interrupts before he kisses me softly. “I’ll still think you’re the most incredible woman I’ve ever met.”
I let my fears slide away as I stare into his vibrant green eyes.
He moves slightly, and I feel the plush crown of his cock brush against my hip.
I want him. I want this experience more than I’ve wanted anything, so I kiss him softly. “Get a condom, Keats.”
His eyes widen. “Fuck.”
“You swore.” I press my body against his. “You owe a hundred more.”
He tosses his head back in a chuckle. “I might as well write a check for ten grand right now because I’m going to lose it the second my cock slides into your sweet, tight pussy.”
I drop my head. Desire pulses through me. “Keats.”
He tips my chin up with his fingertip until our eyes meet. “I want you, Maren. I’ll tell you every fucking chance I get.”
“Show me,” I say. “Show me, Keats.”***When he pushes inside me for the first time, the grit in his voice sets my body in motion.
I curl around him. My hands dive into the thick, black hair on his head. My legs circle his big, muscular body.
He responds with another series of words that I can’t comprehend. Words that are spoken out of need and sheer determination.
He’s trying to keep it together.
The short pulses of his hips as he works to slide in drag me closer to the edge of an orgasm.
I can’t come if he’s not completely inside of me. I can’t. I won’t.
He’s bigger than anyone I’ve ever been with. The fullness of his cock in my pussy is enough to steal my breath away.
He cups a hand under my ass. “You’re so goddamn tight.”
I open my mouth, but the only thing that spills out is a moan.
The next push fills me. The sound comes from him this time. It’s a low-tone growl of approval.
“Fuck, Maren.” He ups his tempo. “Shit. So good. So goddamn good.”
He fucks me hard. Each thrust a testament to his need for me.
I cry out when his teeth find my nipple, and when I come, I crash into a wall of pleasure so intense that I lose myself. I lose all rational thought, and I scream his name over and over.
“So beautiful.” He breathes the word over the skin of my neck as he fucks me slowly through my climax.
“Again, Maren,” he bites out before I can catch my breath again. “I want another before I take mine.”
The command is enough to send me straight into another orgasm as I writhe beneath him. He follows with a series of deep, slow thrusts before he comes with a toss of his head back and a hard groan.Chapter 45KeatsI woke with a sore body and a full heart.
My bed was empty. I must have drifted off after I fucked Maren. I held her close as soon as I tied off the condom and tossed it in a waste can in the corner of my bedroom.
Her breathing leveled off as I ran my fingers through her hair.
I whispered that I was the luckiest son-of-a-bitch on the planet. In a sleepy voice, she reminded me that I was breaking the rules by swearing.
I broke every one of my goddamn rules last night when I took her to bed.
I promised myself I’d never fuck anyone I was falling for again.
The one and only time I let emotions lead me, I ended up alone in this townhouse wishing for a future that never transpired.
I swing my legs over the side of the bed and catch wind of the smell of coffee.
Maren must have wandered downstairs to put on a pot for us. I’ll whip up some heart-shaped pancakes and then bring her up here for another round.
After I run my hand through my hair, I slide on a pair of sweatpants.
