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Her pussy narrowed as she screamed out the start of her orgasm at the same time I shot my first stream into the condom, the sparks rocketing through me, and I blasted into the rubber again.
“Pepper!”
“Fuck me, Bale!”
Our rhythm matched.
Our paths collided.
Our breaths mingled.
“Oh!” she yelped. “Yes!”
And just when I felt the peak, her walls closed in around me, jolting every sensation from my body, pulling the rest of the orgasm out of me while I did the same for her.
“Fuuuck!” I sucked in some air. “Hell yes!”
I bucked forward and back until I was empty, until her voice turned silent, and that was when I stilled, locking our bodies, holding us against the wall.
The sweetness of her breath filled my nose. Her tiny whimpers sang in my ears.
“Let’s do that again.”
I was positive I was the one who had spoken those words.
But as I looked into her eyes, her smile told me it had been her.
FOUR
Pepper
“You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen in my life,” Bale says, tracing the side of my cheek, making sure there aren’t any hairs on my face and, if there are, he’s tucked them back with each swipe of his fingers.
A heat moves across my skin.
But this warmth is different from the sexual glaze that covered me just moments ago when we used the final condom while he balanced me over the top cushions of the couch.
We’re now in his bed, his arms around me as I nestle on his chest in an embrace that fulfills every part of me.
This is a contentment I’ve been looking for.
A contentment I don’t want to live without.
“Tell me something, Bale …” I rake my fingers through the hairs on his chest, a patch that I find so incredibly sexy. “What is tomorrow going to look like?” My hand stills when it reaches his collarbone, but my thumb circles, like I’m outlining the outside of a quarter. “Because I’m going to be honest. I wouldn’t have asked you to untie me if I hadn’t felt something toward you. I wouldn’t have come to your home. I certainly wouldn’t still be here, hours later, with a soreness between my legs that I’m going to have to nurse in the morning.”
He exhales a long, deep breath and reaches down to cup my ass, squeezing my cheek, like that’s his way of healing me. “I know.”
As he looks at me, his gaze penetrates through me.
Even in the dim, moonlit room.
Even though I can only see the whites of his eyes.
“The morning”—he cranes his neck down and kisses my forehead—“is going to be as perfect as tonight.” He pauses but keeps his lips pressed against me. “I promise.”
* * *
My eyes slowly opened as the semi-dream started to fade from my mind, a replay of the conversation I’d had with Bale right before I fell asleep last night. With the sun shining through the long, sheer curtains, I covered my eyes with the back of my arm, shielding myself from the harsh light. While I did, I reached toward the left side of the bed, only inches from where I was lying in the middle, anticipating Bale’s hard, chiseled body.
