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“I do. In fact, I used to be part of a large family so I know from experience.”
“It’s not the same,” he said and I could see that he was determined to beat himself up over it.
“It is and when you’re ready to accept that you did what had to be done, you’ll feel a lot better.”
“I shouldn’t feel better,” he growled and I could see just how torn up he was about this.
“I really am sorry you’re going through this, Cross.” I stood and went to him,
wrapping my arms around him to give him the comfort he’d never ask for. It was meant to be platonic, just one human offering comfort to another but his arms tightened around me in a way that was more than platonic.
He buried his face in my cleavage with a groan and before I could voice my concerns about my post-workout sweat, his tongue slipped out and licked right between my breasts. “You smell good. So good,” he said, the words gritty and drawn out.
My body responded instantly to the heavy need in his voice, the way he gripped me and held me close. His touch was hot and fiery, needy as he pulled me down onto his lap, not satisfied until we were so close not even a gasp of air could slip between us. Then his mouth was on mine and I was completely lost. Every sweep of his tongue, every time our lips touched was electric, combustible.
And I was on fire.
I never wanted the kiss to end, it was that good. So good I forgot about everything else but the taste of him, the feel of him. The way Cross made my body feel, like an exposed wire was being dragged along my skin. I couldn’t get enough. The slow burn was nearly at a boil before his hands left my hair and traveled down my back, gripping my butt and pulling me closer.
The moment his hard cock came in contact with the space between my legs, I ached for him. “Cross.” His name escaped on a throaty whisper as his hand slid down the back of my yoga pants and he squeezed my bare cheeks. He slid one finger deep inside me, at the perfect angle, drawing a long moan from me.
“Moon.” His voice was deep and guttural, thick with his desire and need. He moved his finger gently, slowly, tapping on my sweet spot until I shuddered.
“Oh, God.” I breathed out. It had been so long, too damn long since a man had touched me. And never like this.
Then, Cross pulled his fingers away and lifted me off his lap like I weighed nothing and put me on my feet, stripping me out of every stitch of clothing. The cool air hit my skin and my nipples pebbled. “Yes,” he groaned when he saw them and pulled me closer, sucking one hard tip into his mouth until my head fell back and I accepted his delicious torture.
Cross teased and tortured me with his thumb and his mouth while he unzipped in one quick move and freed his long, hot prick from its restraints. He was so thick and so long, so magnificent. I licked my lips and he chuckled.
“Like what you see?”
“Maybe. You have something to show me I might like better?” I couldn’t look away from the erotic sight he made, sitting at my kitchen table stroking his cock in invitation.
“Damn straight.” He pulled me closer until I straddled his lap and sank slowly down onto him.
“You’re big,” I grunted as I willed my body to relax and take him deeper. “So big.” I began to move, not looking away from him for one second, afraid I might miss something.
“You’re good for my ego,” he bit out and I just smiled.
Cross wanted to rush through it but I couldn’t. Not now, not when he felt so good, so amazingly incredible that my body was ready to burst from pleasure. His blue gaze was so dark it almost turned black, but he seemed as unable as I was to look away while I slowly rocked against him, ratcheting up our pleasure by degrees. “Yes, yes!” I urged hungrily.
He gripped me tighter, thrusting up into me for all he was worth until my body trembled with my impending orgasm. Grabbing my hair and tugging it just hard enough to send another frisson of awareness through me, Cross licked up the column of my neck. “Oh fuck, Moon. I’m close.”
“Me, too,” I told him, forcing his gaze back to mine. My hips moved faster, eager to feel Cross even deeper. He filled me up perfectly, thrusting harder until he felt the small quivers start deep within me and begin to work their way out. “Really close.”
His thumb settled right on my clit and that was it for me. I was falling apart all around him while Cross continued to pound into me until his own orgasm burst out of him. His face twisted in a beautiful kind of agony that called to me. Like the pleasure was too much to handle, so much that it caused him pain.
“Moon, fuck!” He grunted and jerked up into me a few more times before we collapsed onto the weight of the chair.
My body, slick with sweat, stuck to his and I was too sated to care. I couldn’t remember the last time my body felt this good. “That was incredible.”
“Maybe I should get beat up more often?”
“Definitely not,” I told him and swiped a drop of sweat from his neck. “But maybe you wouldn’t mind a shower?”
“With you?”
I shrugged against him. “You could just watch if you like.” I slid off his lap and gathered my clothes before turning to walk up to the master bathroom. By the time I reached the third step, Cross was right behind me.
