Page 80 of Choosing Stella

Geo’s fingers circled my clit while his cock moved deep inside me.

The pressure climbed fast.

I held on to him.

I didn’t want distance between us, and I didn’t want to run.

My thighs drew in around Geo’s hips.

“I’m close.”

“I know.”

“I want you with me.”

“I’m not going anywhere.”

The orgasm broke through me.

I cried his name and clenched hard around his cock, my hips lifting into every thrust as pleasure rolled through me.

Geo’s rhythm faltered.

I kissed him.

“Come inside me.”

He held my gaze.

He thrust twice more and came with a rough groan against my mouth.

For several seconds, we didn’t move.

Geo lowered his forehead to mine.

His breathing was as unsteady as mine.

I smiled.

“You look less controlled.”

“You’re responsible.”

“I’m willing to accept that.”

He laughed softly.

Then he kissed me again.

Geo rolled carefully onto his side and kept one arm around me.

I stayed there.

My body felt loose and warm, my legs pleasantly useless.

After a minute, Geo shifted onto one elbow.

“Water?”