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“I mean yes.” She hung her head low and took a deep breath. “I just don’t want you to think I’m…”
“You’re thinking too much.” He stroked her back, marveling at her smooth skin, the way she leaned into his touch. “Just relax. Enjoy it.”
Slowly he entered her. Inch by excruciating inch he slipped inside, torturing himself. Her inner walls clamped around him, hot and wet and inviting. Further and further he went until he was fully seated inside her, the both of them panting heavily when he paused.
He withdrew then surged inside her again, establishing a slow but steady rhythm, captivated with the scene before him. She worked with his movements, her body sliding up and down his cock, her butt bumping against his hips. Little whimpers escaped her every time he went deep, and he groaned in answer.
Damn, this was amazing. If she was just some bimbo he picked up for a quick fuck he would’ve completely taken over. Grabbed her hard and rammed inside her until he came with a fury that exhausted him.
But she wasn’t a bimbo. He already was trying to figure out how he could see her again. He wanted to make it good for her, wanted to make this last. Despite the familiar tingling at the base of his spine, the heavy weight of his balls, he was ready to come.
He wouldn’t, though. Not yet.
“Harder,” she gasped, grinding against him in a swaying movement that had his eyes almost crossing. He broke out into a sweat, his breath sounding like a bellows as it sawed in and out of his lungs. He wasn’t moving a muscle but she was working his cock, her frantic movements telling him she was close.
And he was always one who wanted to please.
Evan took her harder, slammed into her faster, his control slipping with his every thrust. He wanted it to build, damn it. Wanted to ensure she would have an even better orgasm than the first one. “I’m not gonna last,” he muttered between harsh pants of breath.
“Me either.” She sounded thrilled. “Oh God, I’m coming.”
Her velvety hot muscles tightened around him and then a gush of wetness, her entire body shuddering as she came. She whispered his name, lowered her head to the mattress and he surged against her, his orgasm taking him over.
He came with a gusty shout of her name, his hands so tight about her hips he’d probably left a mark. Again and again he shuddered his release and he wondered if his entire body drained of fluid with that one orgasm.
It certainly felt like it.
When he found the strength he released his hold on Morgan and withdrew from her body. Got rid of the condom in the little trashcan in her bathroom then slipped back into bed, drawing her close. She snuggled even closer, her lithe body wrapped around him and he rested his cheek on top of her head, breathing in her fragrant, slightly damp hair.
He was exhausted. She seemed tired too. Her body was limp, her breathing even and it felt so damn right, holding her close. Her mouth pressed against
his neck in the lightest of kisses and damn if his dick didn’t offer a halfhearted reaction.
“Stay the night?” There was caution in her voice. He hugged her close and dropped a kiss on her head.
“Yeah. I’m wiped.” He closed his eyes. Being tired wasn’t the only reason he wanted to stay.
He liked her, wanted to get to know her better. The chemistry between them was off the charts. The sex was like nothing he’d experienced in a long time, if ever. He wanted to explore this, see how far they could take it, see if she could be…
The one.
His eyes snapped open and he stared unseeingly in the dark. This was crazy. And happening so fast, it kind of blew his mind.
Okay, it really blew his mind. If he thought about it too much he would fill himself with doubt and that was the absolute last thing he needed to do.
Instead, he closed his eyes once more and let exhausted satisfaction take over. His body still hummed pleasantly from the orgasm and she was lightly stroking him, her fingernails grazing over his chest. It felt damn good, too damn good and his cock was reacting rather aggressively considering he just came like a beast only a few minutes earlier.
So he did what any other assuming man would do. He rolled her over so he lay on top of her, her legs wound around his waist and he kissed her welcoming mouth. “Tell me where I can filch another one of those condoms.”
Morgan giggled and waved a hand toward the bedside table. “Over there.”
And he did.
Chapter Six
“Oh, my God, the ring is huge.”
Jenna preened, her hand thrust out in front of her, the glittering diamond on her ring finger giving off such light Morgan was afraid she’d be temporarily blinded. “I know, right? It was so unexpected. I mean, I had a suspicion he was going to ask me but I didn’t have a clue he would give me such a spectacular ring. Though he could’ve given me a ring made of tinfoil and I would’ve loved it.”
