My fingers traced around her rock hard nipples, making her shiver, goosebumps breaking out across her flesh, contrasting with the beads of sweat forming between her breasts. Turning to me, her mouth found mine, her tongue caressing me in between her whimpers which travelled straight into my veins like an intravenous drug, swirling around, threatening to break my ribs from the pressure building with every second.
“Lex, this is… you feel…” She reached down and squeezed my thigh, pulling me in closer, trying to get me in as deep as I could possibly go. “Oh fuck.”
Her whimpers turned to growls, tightening my balls harder than they’d ever been, the pressure hitting excruciating levels. My dick twitched so hard that it could have been having a seizure if I didn’t know better. I knew she was close, I could feel it, but I was teetering on the edge, and there was no fucking way I was coming before her.
I reached down, stroking her clit, timing it with each thrust of my cock against her g-spot, bringing her closer to losing control. Closer to where I was, at the point of no return. Her breath was coming in bursts, matching mine, and I could feel her quivering against me, pulsing around my cock every time I drove into her, but it wasn’t enough. I wanted her to squeeze the life out of me.
“Mol, I can feel you how close you are, but I want you coming so hard your brain rattles, so you’re going to wait until you’re ready to explode. And you’re not fucking coming until I say you can.”
My words set her off and she gripped my ass again. “Oh fuck, Lex. Please… I need it.”
“How close are you, Mol?” My fingers teased at her clit again, making her back arch high off the bed. “Yeah, and what about if I do this?” I bent down and sucked a nipple into my mouth, biting down until she cried out. “And what about this.” I plunged into her so hard it pushed her up the bed.
Her legs were shaking uncontrollably and I watched her face fill with ecstasy as she finally let go, her orgasm taking hold of her, ripping through her, possessing her entire body with violent convulsions. It was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen and I could hold on no longer, every wrenching grip of her pussy around my cock pulling my orgasm out of me like an exorcism. I throbbed into her, milked for all I was worth in her velvety vise, my breath sucked from my body and I could do nothing but collapse next to her, gulping down deep lungfuls of air until I could breathe again. Until I felt whole again.
My fingers traced along the center of her abs, her chest rising and falling quickly in the aftermath, and I knew that I’d never felt anything so perfect. Because nothing this perfect had ever existed before.
This was everything.
I buried my lips in her neck, wanting to feel her pulse against my skin. “Fuck, Mol. What was that? I didn’t even know it could feel like that.”
Her laugh reverberated around the room, around my body and my head and my heart. “I don’t know. And if I had, I would have dragged you into bed years ago.”
I chuckled, knowing she was joking, but it was more than that. There was a heaviness to what we’d been missing out on and I knew I didn’t want to miss anything more.
“I love you.”
She turned to see me staring at her. “I know, I love you too.”
I brushed my fingers across her forehead. “No, I’minlove with you Molly. I’ve fallen in love with you.”
The smile that broke out on her face made my heart ache and I pulled her into me, her lips against mine, desperate to taste her again, feel her warmth against me.
My eye caught the alarm clock by her bed. Somehow it was eleven fifty-nine and we hadn’t missed the stroke of midnight. I nodded to it and she looked over to see what I could see.
I nuzzled into her. “Happy New Year, baby. This is the start of all the rest of the New Years, because from now on, I want all the New Years with you.”
I found her lips again, sinking into them, starting the year how all years should start.
Chapter 33
Genius comes in many forms.
Einstein, da Vinci, Jennifer Doudna, Stanley Kubrick, Steve Jobs.
Cleverly.
It had been a while since I’d spent my entire day off in bed. It had been never since I’d spent my entire day off in bed having sex. And not just any sex; incredible, earth-shattering, mind-blowing sex. Sex that had been sweet and tender, and then rough and ready. I’d been tortured into oblivion and kept on the brink of orgasm for hours. I’d been twisted into a pretzel. I’d been stroked and played with and made love to. Even with a healing bone break, he’d been a machine. And not once during that time did I ever question I wasn’t at the hands of a genius.
My own genius, however, that I did question.
“Thanks.” I snatched the bag containing one prescription for Pyridium and one prescription for Clotrimazole, otherwise known as Monistat, from the hospital pharmacist, and headed for the nearest bathroom.
Because while it was all very well listening to my greedy vagina, it was quite another having to deal with the repercussions the next day. I was going to put it down to the fact that it hadn’t been used much recently. I’d put my body through the sex equivalent of completing an Iron Man when the most training you’d undergone was a run round the block when you were feeling energetic, but ended up stopping for a vanilla latte. I really needed to do more exercise.
He had promised I wouldn’t be able to walk the next day, and Felix was nothing if not a man of his word, because I was walking like I’d been horse riding, which I guess wasn’t far off. Even my boobs were chafed.
Thank fuck he’d now be laid up for a few days, because my vagina couldn’t take it. And one benefit of working in the hospital was that I could get ahead of any potential sex marathon side effects.
