“You were made for me,” he growled.
His fingers skimmed between our bodies, and he played with the part of me that was primed and ready for more.
My back bowed as I wrapped my arms around his waist, silently begging for what only he could give me.
I cried out as my second orgasm ripped through me. I shook and convulsed, clenching his shaft with my body.
“Poet.” He buried his head in the crook of my neck as he spilled his seed inside of me.
I felt its warmth as he shuddered again.
His breathing was labored and raspy and I stroked his back.
Finally, he lifted himself up and peered down at me. “How do you feel?”
I smiled. “The first orgasm took me from a nine to a five. The second one took it from a five to a three. I’d say that’s a win.”
He frowned.
I brushed his forehead with my fingers. “Why the look?”
“Because you’re still in pain.”
I smiled and puckered my lips for a kiss. He bent his head and gave me one.
“I can live with a three,” I said. “I can function with a three. I have to say, I’m a new fan of this method of pain management.”
“Happy to help,” he said with a light chuckle.
He pulled out and I was glad for the towel beneath me.
“I came home to take you to lunch,” he said. “But now I only have time for a quick shower before I have to get back to the ranch. Shower with me.”
I nodded.
He climbed off the bed and strode once again to the bathroom. I shoved the towel between my legs and searched for my discarded underwear.
I sighed. I really did need to get over my aversion to being human around him.
So I shuffled to the bathroom, my knees pressed together. Brooks was already in the shower, so I had a few moments of quick privacy to do what I needed.
“We’ve got kind of a problem,” Brooks said when I got into the tub with him.
He moved and gave me the shower.
“We’re almost out of hot water?” I asked, dousing my head.
“No.” His hands went to my hips. “I’ve been inside you twice without a condom.”
“Hmm. Yeah.”
“We can’t keep doing that,” he said. “Because I’m getting addicted to the feel of you without anything between us.”
“I don’t know anything different.” I nibbled my lip. “I like it this way.”
He grasped the back of my neck and held it in his big strong, hand. “I came inside you.”
I shuddered. “I felt it.”
