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“Ohh, Luke.” I threw my head back, knowing I was lost. Lost to his commands. Lost to the pleasure he gave me. Lost to the new addiction I had found.
I couldn’t hold on to a single thread of gravity. The most epic orgasm of my life had started unraveling in my body. It was intense and mind-blowing. I loved sex with him. It was everything sex was supposed to be.
Luke roared over my shoulder as he picked me up and slammed me again on his length. I screamed his name, knowing he had peaked too. The warmth of my arousal slid down my thigh. Our heavy breathing slowed. I leaned into his chest—this time with a quiet connection.
His chest heaved with a giant breath and we worked to untangle our knees so we could lie down. I flopped onto the pillow with a silly grin on my face. There was no doubt what we had just done was worth a missed flight home.
“Fuck.”
I heard the alarm in Luke’s voice.
I sat upright. “What’s wrong?”
The look on his face scared the shit out of me.
“The condom broke.”
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I looked
at the shredded rubber still attached to my dick. The end had blown off. No fucking way. I hopped from the bed and walked to the bathroom. I closed the door. I needed a damn minute to think alone. I flushed the remnants and started the shower.
My first instinct was to sue the fucking condom manufacturer. I always bought the same magnum, extra ribbed, extra thin. Those babies were my fucking go-to.
My second instinct to ask Alexa about her birth control. A girl like that had to be on the pill.
I heard a tap on the door.
“Luke?”
“Yeah, getting in the shower.” I ran both my hands over my head. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
“Ok, can I join you?” Her sweet voice was muffled through the door.
I turned the latch. She stood in front of me, holding the sheet to her chest. Her blue eyes cut to my soul. I grabbed a towel from the linen closet and threaded it through the rack for her.
Without a word she walked inside the double shower while I held the door open for her. The floor was made from river rocks I’d had brought in from the Hill Country. It was a reminder of home. When things were easier. When I could float down the river in a tube with a cold beer and a bunch of friends.
“Even your shower is gorgeous.” She looked around at the tile.
“Err, thanks.”
The sex was fucking out of this world. So intense. So powerful. I’d wanted to fuck her so badly I’d blown through the damn condom. I shouldn’t have been so surprised. We were rough and hungry for each other. I’d never fucked another woman with such fervent passion. Never.
For the first time in my life I’d agreed to have a relationship—some kind of relationship. And now I was standing in the shower looking into the ocean blue eyes of a girl I might have knocked up.
“Do you want to talk about it?” she asked. “The condom thing?”
I could be a complete dick and act like everything was fine when we both knew it wasn’t, or I could act like a man and hit this head on.
I shrugged. “You’re on the pill, right? I’m not too worried.” Deflection and lies—my real go-to.
She bit her lip as the rainfall droplets fell from the showerhead, splashing our shoulders.
“Sort of. Not regularly.” She didn’t look as freaked out as I felt.
