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He flipped me and pulled me down the bed, so my feet were on the ground, my forearms on the bed. He entered me from behind. The angle put him deeper. He reached around to circle my clit. My nipples grazed the comforter as I pushed back on his dick, desperate for my release. Moans escaped my lips.
I didn’t recognize myself. I’d never been that uninhibited with anyone. I felt beautiful. Desired.
He alternated, giving attention to my clit and my nipples. I was dangerously close to going over again.
“I need you to come first.”
I tried to say it was impossible but couldn’t get the words out. I never had two orgasms during sex. I didn’t think I could. But my body was threatening to make me a liar. Because with each thrust, something huge was building inside me. When he touched my clit the next time, he pressed his thumb on the nub, and I was powerless to stop my world from exploding. Light flashed behind my eyelids as I twisted the comforter between my fingers.
His hand drifted down my spine before gripping my hips tightly and increasing his thrusts. It was too much, but I held on for the ride. I needed him to let go, too. To go over in spectacular fashion, as I had.
With one last thrust, he let go, draping himself over my back. He deftly moved us, so we were sprawled in the middle of the bed, his arm around my waist. Finally, he pulled out, leaving to get rid of the condom. I was vaguely aware of him returning, my back to his front as he held me close.
I should leave, but I couldn’t even open my eyes. Instead, I drifted off to sleep.
The rumble of thunder woke me in the middle of the night. Easton must have pulled the blankets over us because I was warm.
I turned in Easton’s arms, and he stirred. I should go. We didn’t talk about me staying the night or it being anything more than what it was. But instead, I couldn’t resist kissing him. Then I lifted up, straddling his hips.
If that were all I’d get, I wanted to make it count. His cock hardened between my legs as I moved my hips over him.
He gazed at me in awe as he cupped my breasts, tweaking my nipples. I needed him inside me.
“Condom,” I said as the tip of his cock threatened to slip inside.
I pulled away while he reached over to his nightstand. I was on birth control, but I was already raising a little girl without her father. I wouldn’t put myself in that situation again.
He quickly smoothed the condom down his cock, and I moved back into position. I rose over him and slid down. He felt bigger that way somehow. His hands on my hips guided me. The storm moved closer and closer, illuminating us with flashes of lightning. The rumble of thunder urged me faster. There was a similar storm brewing inside me.
That time when he cupped my breasts, he said, “You’re gorgeous riding my cock.”
I moaned at his dirty words and clenched around him. I let my head fall back. I was lost in him. He made me feel beautiful, desired, wanted. It was something I hadn’t felt in a long time, and it was addicting. I could get so used to this. To him.
He urged me to move closer, sucking my nipple into his mouth. The feel of his tongue and teeth on my nipple sent me over. I collapsed on top of him. He gripped my hips tighter as he surged into me from below.
With a groan, he let go, filling the condom. I rolled to the side, my head resting on his outstretched arm. I couldn’t speak. I couldn’t define what that was.
He was completely unexpected.
CHAPTER3
Easton
Ithrew out the condom in the garbage can, then threw cold water on my face. After drying my face, I braced my hands on the sink to examine my face in the mirror.
What was I doing? I’d fucked a childhood friend. Sure, she was all woman now, but would she regret it in the morning? And the craziest part was, it felt nothing like a one-night stand. Instead, it was big and all-consuming.
I wasn’t ready to let her go home. I wanted her to stay. I wanted to see what she looked like when she woke up. I wanted to cook her breakfast in the morning.
I slid into bed, needing to hold her against my side. I didn’t have girlfriends. I dated sporadically for a few months, then broke things off when the relationship felt like too much. I didn’t like to get close to people.
But with Riley, it felt nothing like women in my past. It was new and fresh, and I wanted to enjoy every second.
Content, I fell asleep. I woke to a gray sky. I’d forgotten to close the blinds last night. Usually, I slept with them open, so the water was the first thing I saw in the morning.
Riley slept soundly on the pillow next to me. I wondered if she got many mornings to sleep in with a child at home. Did anyone ever cook her breakfast? Who took care of her? And why did I want to be the man to do those things for her?
I lifted one strand of her hair, sifting it through my fingers. I wanted to be that guy for her, or at least for that morning. I wanted to give her an experience to remember.
