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It was hard, but she managed to open her eyes and saw his face, right above hers. He was watching her so intently, as if to catch the most minute expression of hesitation or rejection.
God no. Nothing had ever felt so good and she wanted more.
Pierce lifted himself up on one arm and unbuttoned her pajama top, watching his fingers working the buttons as if doing something incredibly hard and tricky, like defusing a bomb.
If that orgasm just by being touched was any indication, another bomb was going off soon. He spread the panels until she was naked and just looked at her.
“You are so beautiful,” he said. “Just perfect.”
Her hands were cupped on his shoulders, strong and broad.You’re not so bad yourself,she thought, but couldn’t say. Her throat had seized up, as a wave of heat washed over her, head to foot.
Pierce bent his dark head and licked a nipple. She shook, exhaled slowly as he suckled. There was an electric line directly linking her breast and her sex and as he tugged at her breast, there was an echo in her vagina. She clenched around the finger still in her, hard.
Pierce breathed in sharply. His face was stark, drawn, flushed over the cheekbones. All his muscles were taut.
“I can’t wait any more, Riley. Just can’t.”
She couldn’t talk, but she nodded. He leaned over, opened the nightstand drawer, grabbed a condom and smoothed it over himself.
He rolled onto her again and she welcomed him with every cell of her body, arms and legs open. And when he slid into her, he could tell that she welcomed him there, too. She was slick, and he entered deep at the first thrust.
They stilled, both of them. Pierce on top, faces an inch apart. They studied each other. They were as close as two human beings could be. Riley had never had sex as intimate as this, as if they were one being in two bodies.
She was still reeling from her earlier orgasm and didn’t want to move. It would be sensory overload. Already every inch of skin felt imprinted by him, incredibly pleasured by him.
Pierce raised himself on his forearms and started moving in her. Slowly at first, then faster and faster, until the bed was rocking and the headboard beat against the wall.
She loved it, loved every second of it, loved the feel of him inside her, loved the strength she felt over every inch of his body. Loved the feeling of the two of them wrapped up in each other, the whole world shut out.
He was moving so fast in her now, so deeply. She couldn’t figure out where she finished and he began. Pierce reached down, pulled her legs up and far apart so he could reach even more deeply inside her and she locked her ankles in the small of his back, riding his hips as he rode her.
It was so intense it couldn’t last. She gave a small cry, arched her back and started contracting around him, but she was coming with every cell of her body. The breath in her lungs, her thighs, her breasts …
Pierce gave a great shout and started coming too, in a frenzy of movement so strong it was a miracle she didn’t burst into flames. She clung to him, her raft in a sea of sensation.
Oh God, so this was sex? Why hadn’t anyone told her? Nothing could have prepared her for these roiling emotions, for this feeling of having given her body to Pierce. For his body being hers.
He slumped on her with his full weight, head against her shoulder, as both of them gasped and shuddered, aftershocks of the orgasms shaking them both.
Oh man, Pierce’s weight anchored her just as sleep tugged her down too. She was going down, down, down…
An annoying buzzing sound. What was that? This place was soundproofed.
It was on and on, interrupting her incredibly pleasurable free fall.
Buzz, buzz, buzz.
“Argh.” She was too wiped out to be able to produce words, but she could make a sound of intense displeasure. “Mmph.”
Above her, Pierce gave a great sigh and lifted himself up and away.
She missed him immediately, his heat and power. Without opening her eyes, she frowned and held her arms out.
“Sweetheart, we have to get up.” That was Pierce’s deep voice, but the words weren’t making any sense.
Get up? No way.
She pulled her hand out from under the blanket and wagged her index finger from side to side.
