The hair on his chest rubs against my nipples, and it’s such an erotic sensation. Every move he makes has me desperate for more, and I want to claw at him. Grip and pull and push to find exactly what I need. What I crave.
His right arm slides down and grabs me just above my ass, lifting me slightly off the bed. The thrusting hits a new angle, and my fingers claw at his biceps as my eyes roll to the back of my head. His muscular, strong biceps. A working man’s biceps.
“Do you like that?” Rhett grits out between clenched teeth, his hips never slowing.
“Oh God,” I moan and shift just enough to allow his cock to hit the spot that has me crying out after two more thrusts as my orgasm rips through me.
My eyes close as the moan comes from deep in my throat, my body trembling as his name escapes my lips.
Grunting, he continues thrusting, harder and faster, until my bliss subsides. He pulls out quickly, his hand pumping along his cock at what looks like an almost painful pace until he finishes on my belly.
He falls on the bed beside me and says, “Sorry for the mess,” as his chest heaves like mine.
“That’s kind of a sign you had a good time, right?” My skin tingles as my entire body hums.
“I should have grabbed the condom from my wallet. Do you have somethin’ I can use to clean you off with?”
I point towards the bathroom. “Towel. Any of them.”
Rhett pulls himself up and hurries into the bathroom, and I just stare at his backside. He has hair on his back and ass, and while it’s not ideal, it doesn’t repulse me. But if this is the only flaw I can find, I think I’m doing pretty well.
“Here,” he says, kissing me as he wipes me off.
“Thank you.”
Dropping the towel and lying down, he brushes a piece of hair from my face. “It was good for you?”
I smile and reach out to touch his hair in return. “I can’t feel my legs right now. That’s how good it was for me.”
“Good,” he whispers and kisses my neck, his go-to move today.
“I think that was the greatest orgasm I’ve ever had. It was like my entire body felt it. Every nerve ending fired off with pleasure.”
“I normally last longer.”
I laugh and shake my head. “If you had lasted longer, I might’ve passed out.”
He laughs with me, but he quickly turns serious. “Do me a favor?”
“As long as it doesn’t require me to stand on my feet yet.”
“Two favors, actually,” he says with a smile. “Call me your boyfriend.”
My fingers gently rub his beard, and I stare into his chocolate eyes. “Okay, boyfriend.”
“And tell me you think I’m sexy again.”
There’s an insecurity in his gaze I hadn’t noticed before, and my heart cracks. Pushing him onto his back, I lean up on my elbow. “Well, I have this boyfriend, you know. It’s a relatively new relationship, but he’s this really sexy, burly man who makes my toes curl. But what I like most about him is the way he looks at me.”
“Yeah? How’s that?”
Toying with his beard, I gaze into his eyes. “Like I’m the only woman in the world, and sometimes, when he stares into my eyes, it’s like he can see directly into my soul. There’s so much intensity there that I sometimes forget to breathe. And how to speak. I guess you can say he takes my breath away.”
“Just to be clear, we’re talkin’ about me, right? Not some other boyfriend out there somewhere?” I giggle and nod my head, and he smiles. “As far as I’m concerned, you are the only woman in the world, Brynlee. I want to know everythin’ about you. To look into your eyes and know exactly what you’re thinkin’. And what you want. I’m pretty sure I could get lost gazin’ into your pretty blue eyes.”
“And then you say things like that, and I don’t have any way to respond. Nothing I can say compares to that.”
My lips find his, and I climb onto him, smirking against his mouth when I feel him ready to go for another round. As my body sinks onto his, I let go of what little hesitation I have.
