Page 57 of More Than My Hometown

My taste lingers on his lips—sweet, tangy—slowing me down as he steadies me with his kiss. My pulse skips, taking a breather, then returning to normal, the whole of me getting lost in him.

“I need you inside me,” I whimper.

I need you inside me. Words I’ve never understood until now. Words that always sounded so cheesy. So made-up. How could anyone need someone else inside them?

But I get it now. I understand this feeling. This craving. This…need.

The realization that something is missing and that the only thing that is going to fill it is a specific person, in a specific way.

Because I need Ewan.

“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to hear you say that.”

“About as long as I’ve waited to say it.”

His eyes flash dark again and he reaches behind his head, whipping off his shirt. I take a moment, drinking in his broad, muscular chest. Running my fingers across his pecs, I suck in a breath, watching as he leans back on his haunches, shimmying out of his jeans and skivvies in one move.

Leaving him just as naked as I am.

Only more magnificent.

I can’t take my eyes off him, his hard cock standing at attention, begging to be touched. Reaching up, I run my hand along his shaft, circling the head with my thumb, a move I learned the other morning drives him wild.

“Maisey,” he groans through gritted teeth.

Yeah, just like that.

“Fuck me, Ewan…please.”

Fire flashes in his eyes, followed quickly by a moment of hesitation. He swallows hard, pressing his lips together.

“I don’t have anything on me. I’m not the guy who carries a condom in his wallet just in case.”

I smile, gripping him harder and continuing to stroke.

“I’m a nurse who tests herself for everything once a month, just in case. Straight negatives ten years running.”

“Doc Galindo automatically tests every unmarried guy in town as part of the yearly physical, and I’m also in the clear there. But that’s not where my mind was going.”

Be still my heart, Ewan Porter Hayes. You are too much…

“I have an IUD, so we don’t have to worry about that part until we want to.”

The fire returns to his eyes, but this time, it’s bigger, brighter, and accompanied by his dick twitching in my hand. Ewan mutters something I can’t make out, but it doesn’t matter. Because the talking portion is over.

Ewan’s mouth is on my lips a split second later, his tongue seeking out mine like he needs this kiss to breathe. I moan, pulling him close, the heat from his skin making me want him as close as possible. Swiveling my hips, I try to make contact, seeking out his dick, still desperate for it.

Reading my mind but never letting up on the kiss, Ewan shifts, his cock sliding through my wetness, the head hitting my clit just right.

“Fuck!” I cry out, unable to hold back. Stars outline my vision, my chest constricting as the hairs on the back of my neck stand up.

“If you like that, baby…”

Taking a second, Ewan lines himself up with my entrance. I suck in a breath, waiting for it, not sure what to expect. Nerves bubble up again for a brief second, but they dissipate as Ewan looks at me.

“Eyes on me, baby.”

Slowly, he pushes forward, entering me.