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Eyes sparkling with mischief, he rose above me. I wanted all that passion. My thoughts were overwhelmed by the ache and the barely bridled power of him that would take it away. Neither of us said another word. He ground his hips against me again, this time with more force, pushing my head into the pillow above it. My lungs burned as I struggled for enough air. I wrapped my legs around his and arched into him. One more thrust with a guttural grunt from him, and I was falling. Stars exploding, breath gasping, the sweet relief of my sex gripping the emptiness in waves.
My chest heaved underneath him as my pulse slowed, and I came back to myself. Lucas was definitely awake now. What happened? I was afraid to open my eyes. To look at him. A sense of shame washed over me. I think I just dry-humped him in his sleep and woke him up. How do you apologize for that?Oops,sorry I woke you, but I really needed to come, and your leg was right there. What flavor of morning pancakes said, “That was the best non-lay I’ve ever had, and I’m sorry, not sorry?”
“Jo, open your eyes.” His voice was gentle but clear.
I shook my head. I felt his stare, his heat radiating, his hand still gripping mine on the pillow above. His steely shaft pressed against my pulsing sex as I recovered.
“Jo, my turn to lead. Open your eyes.”
Slowly, I peeked through my eyelids. Lucas’s expression was hunger to the point of pain. “I like to see, and I want you to see too,” he said. “Keep those sexy chocolate eyes on me. Anywhere on me. Okay? You still with me?”
I nodded, transfixed by him and this burn I had for him even after that mind-numbing orgasm.
He moved against me in fierce, measured strokes. The fabric of his boxer briefs was rough against my sensitive flesh while the heavy air wrapped around us. It felt incredible, and I barely blinked. He hovered with the blankets tented above. His chest pumped his breath as his forehead creased with the effort. “Want to go slow, make it last, so good baby, so good.”
I inhaled deeply and met his thrusts with my own passion. He released my hands with a groan, and I immediately wrapped them around his waist, curling into him from underneath. Heat rose and burned as I started climbing again. I was going to come with barely a break from the first time. Oh, God.
“You feel so good, baby. Are you close again?”
“Yes … Lucas, yes.”
“Fucking. Love. Those. Words,” he grunted with his thrusts. That sound, the weight of him, and his breath across my skin were so primal. Suddenly, I exploded. This time more powerful than the first. I cried out, and Lucas ground his length against me faster until he stilled, shouting out his own release.
He lowered himself to his elbows, crushing his heaving chest against mine.
A moment passed. “Lucas, I—”
“Baby, don’t say anything yet. No blood in my brain. Give me a minute.”
Humiliation scratched at the edges.
Lucas lifted his head and looked at me. A lazy smile graced his face. “Good morning.”
“Good morning,” I whispered, the shame closing my throat.
“That was the sexiest morning wake-up I’ve ever had.”
He was lying. He had to be, but my traitor heart swelled anyway.
“Give me a sec. I need new boxers.” He rose and jumped out of bed.
Right. “I’m sorry I woke you. I have no good excuse.” I covered my eyes with my hand like that would hide the shame.
“You don’t need an excuse. You didn’t wake me,” he said from the closet.
“How long were you awake? What do you remember?”
He slid back under the covers and pulled me to curl into him, the position that started it all. “I woke up hot and hard with my nose buried in your sweet-scented hair.”
“What?”
“Shhh, I’m still answering your first questions. You smelled exactly like that day in the mirror. I nestled my hand between your soft tits and caressed around them through the shirt. You mewled like you did last night. And as much as I loved being there, I wanted to feel your skin again. So, I moved down your side to your hip and hiked up the hem of the T-shirt a little.”
“Oh, my God.” I was mad, right? Wait, was I? I did just dry hump him when I wasn’t completely sure he was awake. Whatever transgression I was mad about, he could be mad for the same reason. Shit.
“My sleepy one-track mind remembered your reaction last night. So, I shifted back to your breasts. In my weakness, I may have taken the long way over your mound and across your stomach again. Your skin is unbelievably soft, especially there. You sighed and rolled into me. I think you remember the rest.”
“Wait, my reaction last night?” I asked.
