In as smooth of a motion as I could manage, I sat up and pulled her in against me. Without missing a beat, Clara adjusted so her legs were wrapped behind me, her arms around my neck and tangled in my hair.
I kissed her, deep and slow.
She shuddered in my arms. I pressed a kiss to her forehead and whispered, “Use your words, beautiful. Tell me what you want.”
“Beckett.” My name was a moan on her lips, and I nearly finished right then.
“Tell me, Clara.”
“Oh god, I want to come, please, Beckett. I’m so close. I want to come and I want you to come with me.”
That was going to be the end of me.
Having been content to let her have control of my cock in her pussy up until now, I braced one hand on the bed behind me, gripped her hip tighter and started to thrust upward. “Play with your clit, beautiful. I want to watch you play as I fuck you, until you come apart around me.”
I’d barely finished my sentence before her fingers replaced my thumb, and her breaths came in short rasps.
Her walls tightened around my cock. “You’re doing so well for me. You feel so fucking good, princess. Come for me, Clara. Let go and come for me.”
And holy hell, she did. Clara cried out my name as her body tensed and her orgasm rolled through her. Still thrusting, I watched as she shuddered, until I felt my own pleasure build. My pace lost its rhythm as my body chased release.
“Fuck, yes, I …” I couldn’t even finish my sentence as my own climax barreled through me.
Spent and muscles still trembling, I somehow managed to roll us over again until Clara was next to me on the bed, my cock still inside of her warmth.
“Are you okay?” I asked, a little worried that I’d somehow hurt her in the last few moments before I orgasmed.
She beamed at me, face flush and glowing from her climax, and my heart nearly stopped at the love in her eyes. “I’ve never been more okay.”
Thank fuck.
I was never going to let her go.
Chapter Fourteen
Beckett
“I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of watching you get ready.”
Clara giggled and blushed as I came up behind her in the bathroom. I wrapped my arms around her middle and kissed the spot on her neck that always made her sigh.
I never thought I’d be so lucky. I’d spent the last two nights at her apartment, tangled up in her and never getting enough. We’d barely slept, and I’d been forcing myself through my daily tasks until I could see her again.
But my family’s summer kickoff party was tonight. I asked if she wanted to get ready at my cabin, instead of at her place. I was selfishly grateful she’d agreed.
It wasn’t just that she was naked in my home, though that was indeed a perk. I felt better when she was near, more settled.
“Something tells me it’ll bore you eventually,” Clara whispered.
I shook my head as I ran my hands up and down her arms. I caught her gaze in the mirror and watched her as I said, “Never. I love watching you choose your makeup and apply it, curlingyour hair.” I ducked my head and brushed a few loose curls with my nose before I pressed a kiss to her neck. “And I fucking love watching you slip into whatever outfit you’ve chosen. Wanna know why?”
Clara nodded.
I dipped my head to her shoulder and kissed it gently, then did the same on the other side. I worked my way along to her neck, alternating sides for each kiss.
“Because I know two things. First, you prefer casual clothes and not much makeup, so it’s a kind of treat. And second,” I nipped her each before I whispered, “I know I’ll be taking it off of you later.”
Clara’s moan went straight to my already hard cock. It was becoming too difficult to resist the urge to undo the towel she wore, and I knew if I didn’t step away now, we’d never make it to the Lodge for the summer kickoff party.
