Page 63 of Calling a Cease-Fire

“You need me to go slow, or do you think you can keep up?” she murmured with a playful grin.

Fuck. I should have known better than to hide anything from her. The way she could read me half excited me and half scared me to death.

“Keep it up with the sass and I’ll flip you over and show you.”

“And spank me too?” She rose up, lining the tip of my cock with her entrance, and lowered in one smooth motion.

We both groaned from the sensation as I filled her, her walls strangling my dick. Jesus, she was so fucking tight, dots started to form at the edge of my vision.

She rotated her hips slowly and her breathing came in shallow pants.

“Now who’s struggling to keep up?” I smirked up at her, watching her adjust to my size.

“I knew you were thick, but Jesus Christ—” She blew out a shaky breath and slowly rose up on her knees before sliding back down.

My vision went hazy as the intense sensation of her slick channel gliding down my girth sent bolts of pleasure surging through my body. She must have fully adjusted, because her pace picked up, and with each motion downward, she rotated her hips.

She was mesmerizing. Head thrown back, hair tumbling around her shoulders, tits bouncing freely as she rode me hard, chasing her pleasure.

I wanted to spend every fucking night like this for the rest of my damn life.

“Zack—” she panted.

“What do you need, baby?” I trailed my hand from her hip down to where we were joined, rubbing her clit with my thumb. “Is this what you want?”

She gripped me tighter and cried out. “Yes. There. Don’t stop.”

The bite of pain was worth it as her fingernails dug into my skin. I could tell she was at the edge as spasms tore through her, and my name was breathy moans on her lips. I leaned up, anchoring an arm around her, and flipped her onto her back.

I drove into her hard, staring down into her eyes. The unconcealed passion and openness there was enthralling, and the way the air seemed to crackle between us surpassed all of my fantasies.

I gave her everything. All of me in that moment. And she met me thrust for thrust. And maybe I was just a hopeless fool, but I swear she gave me more than just her body.

We came together, completely in sync, calling out for one another. I buried my face in her neck, bucking furiously into her as her arms held me tight.

I held my weight off her as my movements slowed, then reluctantly eased out, rolling to her side and bringing her into the crook of my arm. She stiffened at first, but then relaxed into my hold.

“This okay?” I asked, pressing a kiss to the top of her head.

“I’m not—I mean I don’t⁠—”

“You don’t usually cuddle afterward?” I grinned, feeling her shift further into my side.

“Not really.”

“I’d prefer to fall asleep like this.” Although I still needed to get up to throw away the condom.

She raised up on her elbow looking at me like a deer in headlights.

Fuck. Please tell me she wasn’t about to retreat already and make me sleep on the fucking couch. I wasn’t a total idiot. I knew what I signed up for. But a large part of me wasn’t prepared for that.

“Sleep like this?” she parroted.

I nodded, afraid if I said the wrong thing it could push her further away.

“Like…naked? And touching? The whole night?” The incredulous look on her face was comical.

I couldn’t help but grin as I brushed her hair off her face. “I like that, yes. But I would settle for some clothes and getting to lie next to you all night.” I felt guilty that I might be pushing her too soon, so I also offered a third option—one I prayed she wouldn’t take. “Or I can sleep on the couch if that’s what you want.”