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“Shit, where do you want me?”

I just hum and keep going until I feel him spill down my throat, peering up at him through my eyelashes. I am relishing every second of seeing him come undone for me just like I came undone for him. When he's completely spent, I sit back on my heels, keeping my eyes on his as I lick my lips clean like the triumphant queen I feel like in this moment. He's still trying to catch his breathe as he comes back up on the bed and lays me back down. Hovering over me, with his hips cradled between my thighs, he kisses me again with so much passion before moving down to my neck.

“You sucked my cock so well, pretty Firecracker,” he murmurs into my ear before nipping the lobe. I light up inside at the praise. New kink unlocked, apparently. He moves down to take my right breast into his mouth, flicking the peaked nipple with his tongue before sucking on it. The left breast gets the same attention as heat starts spreading through my whole body. My core is throbbing again, even though I just orgasmed minutes ago. His hand moves down between us to play with my clit more, and I am well on my way to breaking again. He must feel it, so he presses hisfingers harder, and that's it for me. Wave upon wave of pleasure breaks over me as I scream embarrassingly loud. He muffles it with his lips in another searing kiss, before moving back to look at me with quite the combination of smugness and awe on his face.

“What do you say, up for a third?” He's breathing hard, but the smile on his face is going to be something etched on my brain forever.

“If you can manage it,” I tease.

“Oh, you're in for it now,” he shoots back with the most wicked grin I have ever seen on him. He flips me over, kneeling between my legs, and lays a slap on my ass. I yelp before he soothes the sting by rubbing it. Then I feel him lean over and bite my right cheek. He groans.

“I have wanted to bite this delicious ass since the first moment you walked away from me in those tight yoga pants.” He bites the other cheek.

“Just remember who checked out whose ass first,” I say breathlessly, looking at him over my shoulder. He comes over me, his chest to my back, kissing me again while I still look back at him. Our faces are centimeters apart, sharing our panting breaths.

“Need to be inside you. You ready?” he murmurs against my lips. I nod, giving him another slow kiss.

“I’m all clear. I got tested after the whole, you know, thing with my ex. If you are, too, we're good.”

It's such an awkward but necessary conversation that I haven't had to have in forever. I am still looking at him over my shoulder, and the myriad of expressions flitting across his face are comical. Finally, he clears his throat and blinks a couple of times.

“I’ve never done it bare before, I got tested and cleared at my last physical. There's been no one since then.” Hisface still looks a little dazed though, and I can see the wheels turning, processing that he's able to take me bare without even worrying about a birth control fail. He swallows hard.

“I...I can really go bare. This may be embarrassingly short, then.”

“If you need a moment, I can just...” His gaze sharpens again, and I can't help but giggle at his expression. This is too fun. I have never felt more sexy or desired in my life.

“Alright, that's it. Hands and knees. Now.”

I squeal and raucously giggle then, because he doesn't wait for me to respond as he hoists me up and raises my hips to where he wants them. His fingers swipe through my center, collecting my arousal, causing me to hiss since it is still so sensitive. I turn and watch him lube himself up with it, which might be the hottest thing I have ever seen. Then the head of his cock is at my entrance, and we both moan as he starts to press inside. He takes it slow, letting me adjust, making small, shallow movements until he's bottomed out. The fullness is overwhelming, sheer pleasure just on the edge of the best sort of pain.

“Fuck, Lyra, you feel incredible.” His voice is only a rasp as he grunts, his breathing ragged as he tries to get a hold of himself. “I don't know how long I'll last, it's been a while.”

I can't even form words as he moves, it's just a slew of whimpers, moans, and curses out of me as he finds a rhythm. His hands grip my hips as he starts longer, harder thrusts, going at a deeper angle that has me seeing stars. I can feel the third orgasm coming on, and so can he. His front plasters to my back as he reaches around to strum my clit, his hips never faltering as they keep a steady pace.

“Come on, give me that third one, Firecracker.” He kisses my neck after he says it, then gives a bite to thejuncture of my neck and shoulder as I feel him start to pulse. That's all it takes to send me into oblivion, and he's right behind me, shouting my name. By the time we come down from it, I've turned to complete jelly and can't hold myself up. He rolls over onto his back, taking me with him to tuck me into his side. We stay like that for a good five minutes, just listening to each other's breathing, and our still pounding hearts.

“That was...wow,” he breathes, tucking me in closer as he says it. We're both still panting. I press a kiss to his chest and run my fingers up and down his abs, making him shiver, before I look up into his face.

“I have never felt so good or had that much fun in the bedroom. Best ever,” I tell him honestly, since we're being vulnerable. He looks down at me, his expression so warm, open, and intense that it steals my breath.

“Best ever for me, too, without question.” His voice is a broken whisper when he says it, before he kisses my forehead. After just lying together for a few more minutes, we decide to rinse off in my shower to clean up. We take our time washing each other in the soothing warm water, stealing kisses, just casually touching. As we towel off, my anxiety hits a little. This is a situation I haven't been in for a long time. Does he have work tomorrow? Do I ask him to stay? Will I be upset if he leaves? Do I have food to make us breakfast if he stays?

“I can actually hear you thinking. What's on your mind, beautiful?” He takes my chin in his hand to have me look at him. I huff a breath, and will myself to be more comfortable sharing my thoughts with him.

“I just wasn't sure where we go from here. Did you want to stay over? Do you have to be up early for work?”

“Very much yes, and no, I'm actually off tomorrow andSaturday, back to work on Sunday.” He's got that gorgeous grin with the dimple popped on his face, and I can feel my anxieties ebbing away.

“I actually have a light work day tomorrow, Fridays usually are. One meeting after lunch, and then the usual emails and things to review that can be pushed off to the afternoon. We can take our time in the morning, hang out a little if you want. Maybe do what we just did a couple of more times.”

We're both still damp and naked as he pulls me into him. I take in his warmth, the scent of my rose and rosemary soap on his chest, and the droplets clinging to his hair, making it flop onto his forehead. I could stare at this incredible man all day.

“We are absolutely going to do this at least twice more, have a nice breakfast, maybe take a long walk with Brody, before you have to start working. How does that sound?” He says it into my hair as he nuzzles me, bringing me closer.

“That sounds completely wonderful,” I sigh into his chest, running my hands up and down his muscular back. We finish washing up, brush our teeth together after I give him a spare, and flop into bed naked.

Chapter 21