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I swallowed hard. “Me too.”
He pushed the head of his cock inside, and I gasped. It was smooth as it stretched my opening.
“Fuck.” His jaw tensed as he appeared to force himself not to move.
“Andrew?”
“I don’t have a goddamn condom,” he spat, his forehead dropping to mine. “I wasn’t expecting . . . I haven’t in a long time.”
A strange stab of satisfaction wound through me, and I smiled. He lifted his head when he felt it and looked at me in confusion. I stroked his cheek.
It made me inordinately happy that he hadn’t had sex in a long time. Because that meant if somehow I couldn’t be intimate often, he would wait. And I liked he didn’t seem to take sex casually.
He relaxed a fraction, though his arm muscles strained as if holding himself back from plunging into me.
“Trish—”
I held a finger up to his lips. “I’m clean. And on birth control.”
“I’m clean too. But this is about respect for you.”
I gripped his chin, my expression turning serious. “I’ve never felt more respected than when I’m with you.”
He seemed pleased by my words but still uncertain. “I don’t want to, but I can wait.”
“I can’t.” Desperation filled my voice.
Decision made, he drove home with one fluid stroke. I screamed in ecstasy when he was fully seated.
“You’re—God, you’re so soft,” he said in awe.
I clenched around his thickness, and his muscles rippled as he flexed. I lifted my hips. He couldn’t get any deeper, but I wanted more. In the space of a moment, there was no outside world. No one else.
“Just us,” I whispered.
“That’s right.” A millimeter at a time, he withdrew. The excruciatingly slow pace had me chasing his body with mine. He held me still until I was empty. Then he repeated the movement as he entered me, both of us sighing when he was fully inside again.
“Faster. Please. I can’t take it,” I pleaded.
“I want to know every inch of you. Don’t rob me while I explore.”
My lips parted, a sharp blast of air escaping. “Okay.”
With slow, measured pumps, Andrew erased pieces of my past. I surrendered, giving over to the pleasure. My body glowed as he took me. He kissed me deeply, increasing the pace he drove into me. I met him thrust for thrust, the pressure within building to the boiling point.
“Do you feel it? Every time I sink home, more of you becomes mine.” His stomach contracted as he held still for a moment. “I’m completely yours,” he said against my mouth.
A shudder raced through me. “Yes. I feel you. I feel it all,” I said breathlessly.
I wrapped my legs around his waist and dug my heels into his back. I clawed into his shoulders and arched off the bed. He rocked onto his knees, so that I was astride him.
Using his shoulders as leverage, I lifted off his long shaft. His hands gripped my hips to steady me as I lowered at the same torturous pace he’d used.
He growled as I lifted and lowered. “Not fun, is it?” I teased, though it came out almost pained.
“It’s so much fun,” he corrected, tightening his hold.
Andrew thrust up into me, and I cried out. I tried to speed up, but he kept it slow. I made a noise of frustration, but my core clenched. He wouldn’t rush this, prolonging the pleasure. It was what I needed, even if I wanted more.
