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He grinned wickedly.
* * *
Rolling onto his back, he donned another condom, then pulled her on top of him. “Let’s go for a little ride.”
Terrence brought her down, inch by exquisite inch, until he was buried to the hilt and moaned deep in his throat at the pleasure of her tight walls squeezing him. He lifted her and guided her back down slowly, repeating the process several times and going deeper each time.
Her body shook. “Terrence.”
“What, baby?”
“What are you doing to me?”
He thrust again, watching through heavy-lidded eyes as his shaft disappeared inside of her, arousing him further. “I’m making love to you.” He didn’t stop to contemplate his words, just kept up the deliberate strokes.
“I...I can’t... Ooh.” She arched back and started to move faster.
He stilled her hips and shook his head. “Uh-uh, sweetheart. I’m driving. We’re gonna take this nice and slow.” Terrence leaned up, latched on to an erect nipple and sucked hard. He’d dreamed about being inside of her for weeks and wanted to draw as much from this passionate interlude as he could. No other woman came close to making him feel the way she did. He transferred his kisses from her breasts to her mouth. Her tongue swirled and tangled with his, and another groan erupted from his throat.
Abruptly, she broke the kiss and let out a high-pitched scream as she climaxed all around him, her feminine muscles clenching him tight. Terrence gritted his teeth to keep from coming. Her wet heat had him on the verge of exploding, and he didn’t want to release yet. He had more in store for them. He thrust with long, languid strokes, slowly rebuilding her passion.
“Oh, Terrence. Baby, I can’t take much more,” Janae panted.
“I love being inside you. I can stay here all night,” he whispered against her lips.
“Please.”
She cried out again, and he increased the tempo. “Can you feel how much I want you, baby?” His body trembled slightly, and he closed his eyes as the sensations intensified. “I can’t get enough of you.” He knew if he made love to her every night for the next hundred years, it would never be enough.
His hands played over the smooth curve of her back and butt, then over her hips to guide her more purposefully. Her nails dug into his chest and shoulders, and their blended cries echoed throughout the room.
Janae leaned down and ran her tongue over the seam of his lips. “I can’t hold on.”
“Let it go, baby girl,” he panted, setting a rhythm with deep, powerful thrusts. “Come with me.”
She stiffened, then let out a scream that made the hairs stand up on the back of his neck.
He gripped her hips and growled hoarsely as an explosive orgasm ripped through him. Then, like before, he came again, this time extracting out part of his soul. She collapsed on top of him, and he wrapped his arms around her.
Kissing the top of her hair, he tightened his hold and drifted off.
* * *
Janae awakened lying on top of Terrence. She had never made love in this position before, but enjoyed it immensely. Her two previous encounters didn’t come close to what she’d experienced tonight. Neither of them had taken her pleasure into consideration. Now she knew what all the hype was about. It also complicated matters even more because she’d fallen even harder for him, and had to suppress the urge to blurt out how much she loved him several times. Lifting her head, she met his smiling face.
“Hey, beautiful,” he crooned, kissing her. “We should probably shower.”
“Together?”
“Most definitely.” Sitting up, he swung his legs over the side of the bed and carried her into the bathroom. He wiggled his eyebrows. “We’ll save time and water.”
* * *
The next morning, Terrence’s gaze roamed over the woman cuddled next to him, and his heart swelled. He wanted to kiss her awake and slowly make love to her again. He closed his eyes tightly and tried to push the intense feelings down, but knew he could no longer deny that he loved her.
This wasn’t supposed to happen. I can’t love her.
Easing from the bed, he pulled on his underwear and sweats, then quietly left the room. Crossing the living room, he opened the balcony door and stepped out, hoping the morning breeze would cool the fire raging in his body. Bracing his hands on the railing, he sucked in a deep breath and lowered his head.
His heart thundered in his chest, and he wondered again how he’d allowed himself to do the one thing he’d sworn never to do. Granted, Janae was unlike any woman he’d ever met...but she was still a woman. He had to stop this before things went further.
But the thought of not being with her brought on another set of emotions. He cursed under his breath. This was exactly why he didn’t do emotions. He couldn’t go through the pain of losing again. Stepping back into the room, he glanced down at his watch. Grabbing his phone off the table where he’d left it the night before, he punched in Donovan’s number.
