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Groaning, I drop my head and kiss her to distract myself, even as my hips rock all on their own, causing us both to moan.
I can’t stop with her. I can’t slow down. I keep kissing her, fucking her. Her legs curl around my thighs, her body fitting right to mine, and she’s still wearing her boots, the heels digging into my ass. I rock into her, and she rocks with me, our mouths fused, our bodies moving as one.
It’s fast and frantic and it blows my mind. I want to stay like that, buried inside her, her sounds of pleasure against my lips, her pussy tight around my cock, I want her in my arms for good.
A jolt goes through me at the thought—but then she clenches around my dick and the strange little thought goes out like a candle before I can fully grasp it, and I’m swept under, balls tightening, dick jerking, my whole body seizing—inside her, her body tethering me like a string of heat to myself before I float away.
Chapter Twelve
Cosima
Oh God, yes, yes… I’m not sure I’m speaking the words or thinking them, not enough air left in my lungs as he literally pounds me into the mattress, giving it to me, giving me exactly what I’ve been fantasizing about, dreaming about.
What I need.
Heat streaks through me like current from a live wire, zapping along my nerve endings, too much to bear.
I can’t believe we’re doing this, that I’m on his bed, his heart pounding against mine, his tongue in my mouth. That he’s moving inside me, so deep, stretching me until I can’t take it but still wanting more.
He releases my mouth to draw a ragged breath, hips snapping, driving that thick length into me again and again, and I clutch at him, watching his handsome face twist.
Doing a kind of push-up over me, he changes the angle, forcing more sensation into me, making me bow off the bed, squirm. His cock is impossibly big inside me.
He thrusts once more, baring his teeth, jaw clenching, and his cock spasms. He’s coming, a low groan escaping him, his strong body trembling with tension, each beautiful muscle standing out.
“Cos,” he manages, a strangled sound.
That’s all it takes to tip me over the edge. The pleasure is sharp, the peak making me cry out and thrash, try to move away from it—from his cock, from the intensity of the pleasure—but I can’t, trapped underneath him, impaled on his cock that’s still hard, still fucking me.
And the next wave crashes over me, sweeter, deeper, bringing an unexpected sting of tears to my eyes.
Oh wow…
He lowers himself over me, still semi-hard, still filling me up, and I don’t want him to move, to leave. Wrapping my arms tightler around him, I tug, needing him to cover me again, keep me pressed to the wall of his chest.
“Hey, hey.” He grips my chin, lifts my face. His eyes are concerned. “Shit, you okay? What’s wrong? Did I hurt you?”
“No.” I try to shake my head and his grip relaxes a fraction.
“That why you’re crying?” I move my legs, and he groans like I’m killing him. “Fuck, you feel… so fucking good.”
He does, too, as if… “You can’t be hard again already.”
“No,” he rocks his hips, and I catch my breath, his cock stroking me inside where I’m still a bit raw from the sex we just had. “Wait… Okay, ready.”
I snicker, choke on the tears.
He stills, clear eyes darkening. “Dammit, girl. Talk to me.” He rolls off, taking me with him, cock still buried deep inside me, so we’re facing each other on our sides. “Tell me what’s wrong, so I can help.”
He’s so sweet, and I want so much to believe he means it, but I shouldn’t, it’s too soon, and…. I don’t know what’s up with me.
It’s ridiculous. I’m fine, more than fine. This was great sex, it was more than sex, it was almost like…
No.
Not making love.
That’s the problem, right there. Stop thinking like that, stop expecting more. Wanting more and setting yourself up for another disappointment. Besides… I’m fine. The sex was great, and exactly what Dr. Lin prescribed.
