Page 40 of Lost Love


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Francesca was the perfect ruse. And now I had the perfect reason to escape.

I lowered my mouth to Pepper’s ear. “Penthousenow.”

10

Pepper

Sunday

I woke up feeling the warmth between my legs, the ache pulling in my belly. I opened my eyes, and his hooded indigo blues stared back at me. A glint of a devious smile tipped the edges of his mouth.

The back of his hand tenderly stroked my shoulder down to my forearm. Tingles shot up my spine at the connection. Then his fingers fumbled with my nipples expertly.

Was it possible to die from too many orgasms?

His mouth brushed my earlobe, his warm breath giving rise to hundreds of goosebumps. “I don’t want this to end,” he whispered in my ear while his hands played my body.

Me either.

Delicate kisses nipped at my neck, then started trailing down my collarbone. I arched my back as his burning kisses became more urgent and possessive.

His need was my command, and I rolled over, throwing my leg on top of him.

“That’s it, sweetheart,” he groaned out, clawing at my waist. “Fuck, I can’t get enough of you, Pepper.” He squeezed my ass as he let out a sigh.

I widened my legs and sank on the tip of his erection.

“Come tomorrow, there will be no more fucking.” I rolled my hips back, taking him deeper.

He hissed through his teeth. “I know. Make it count.”

“Oh, I will,” I purred as our eyes collided in a burning stare. “You don’t have to tell me that.”

His hand slapped my ass and let out a hiss. I ground down again, arching my back to take him at a deeper angle.

This could be the last time we ever fucked. I shook away the disappointment overcoming me and the thickness lining my throat.

“What is it?” he said, pulling my hands so my torso dropped and my face was level with his.

“Nothing,” I murmured, turning away from his intoxicating eyes before this feeling overtook me.

I continued to ride him, finding my rhythm with ease as my hips angled back and forth. He closed his eyes, his breathing becoming irregular and fast and making me more aroused by the second.

I watched him, his angles, his dark features, the strain he carried. I wanted to take it away so desperately. It disappeared when we were one. His angles softened, and his body relaxed as our bodies melted into one union.

I did what I did best and fucked him hard, knowing that’s what he liked and wanting just to make this about the sex. But he had other ideas.

He squeezed my ass between both hands, guiding me to slow down.

Slightly hurt, I slowed to the suggested pace he set. “You don’t want this?”

“Fuck, baby, there’s nothing more I want, but savoring you one stroke at a time is what I need.”

His eyes met mine with an intensity that shot tingles through my body.

“Oh.” I breathed, slowing down and feeling every stroke of him. His eyes were on mine, and he opened his mouth in an invitation to kiss him. Leaning down, I brushed my lips against his, and his tongue opened my mouth, slowly massaging mine in a kiss that made the hairs on my arms stand to attention.

Sparks ignited inside me as heat shot through me. Then, with his thick legs underneath me and his gentle but firm grip on my waist, my body tensed all over, and a moment later, I was blinded by stars, quivering around him in intense waves. The waves you have when you’re not just fucking. I closed my eyes tight, feeling his release as he let out a groan.

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