The pleasure hits me hard—if I were standing, I’d be flat on my ass. All I can do is let the intense waves roll through me as he continues to eat me like I’m a feast and he’s a starved man.
Time doesn’t exist in the bubble of my pleasure, and I’m hardly aware that he’s moving back up my body. When I open my eyes, he’s right there, his gaze searching mine and his now condom-covered cock pressed right at my entrance.
“I’m falling for you, Hannah,” he says, and his hand caresses my face. “Fuck, I’m falling hard.”
I think I might’ve already fallen.
I search his gaze, and he searches mine. I don’t know how long we stay like this, our naked bodies nearly fused together and Dom’s hands caressing my face. But when he starts to push himself inside me, my eyes threaten to roll back in my head.
Fingers to my chin, he urges my gaze to his again. “Let me see you,” he whispers. “Let me see what your eyes look like when I’m inside you.”
I lick my lips, the pressure building at my center as he slowly pushes deeper inside me. The deeper he gets, the more intense it feels.It’s pleasure mixed with pain mixed with some intangible, beautiful, incredible thing that I can’t even put into words.
And when he’s all the way inside me, when he’s as deep as he can go, his lips part and his eyes glaze over as they lock with mine. “There’s nothing better than this. Nothing better thanyou.”
I pull his face closer to mine and kiss him hard. My lips and tongue are erratic in their movements, but it’s only because I feel like I’m going to explode from pleasure and desire and passion, and the million other things being connected with Dom like this is making me feel.
This isn’t just sex or me losing my virginity.
This is so much more than that.
This is a coming together in a way I didn’t even know was possible.
This is feeling like I’m connected with someone on all levels—body and mind and soul and heart.
It feels like love.
We don’t stop kissing each other as he starts to move inside me. He starts out soft and slow, but eventually, when I start begging for more and more andmore, his pace turns into heavy, deep strokes of his cock.
And we don’t stop kissing until my body shakes with pleasure and I make myself pull away to watch the way his eyes change and his lips part when he climaxes deep inside me.
It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever witnessed. The most beautiful thing I’ve ever felt.
And I’m more certain than ever that I’m not just falling for Dom.
I’m heart-deep in love.
34
Hannah
Wednesday, May 22
11:30 p.m.
Never did I think I’d be here, lying in my bed with Dom, completely naked and sated.
Six months ago, if someone would’ve told me that Ruby Cocklover’s first caller would end up being her boyfriend, I would’ve told them to go shit in their hat. For one, there’s no way I would’ve ever thought I’d take a job as a phone sex operator. And two, I certainly wouldn’t have thought I’d be dating the detective listening to my sex calls as part of a murder case.
But here I am. And man, does it feel like a dream. Thebestdream.
My head rests on his chest, and his arm is draped almost protectively over my shoulders. The steady rhythm of his heartbeat under my ear is hands down one of the most soothing sounds I’ve ever heard.
Goodness, I never knew this level of intimacy existed—the kind where you feel connected not just to someone’s body but to every part of them. With Dom, it’s like my walls have come crashing down, but not in a way that feels scary. It feels freeing.
It’s almost embarrassing how comfortable I feel, considering it’s only been a few days since our first official date. But with Dom, it doesn’t feel like we’re on some rushed timeline. It feels like we’ve just slipped into this natural cadence that’s always existed.
I let out a contented sigh, running my fingers lightly over the hard planes of his chest. The man is built like a Greek god—sculpted abs, broad shoulders, muscles that flex under my touch—and I’m finding myself tempted to touch him ... all the freaking time.
