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I nodded, but I wasn’t capable of saying anything at that moment. He felt so good, stretching me to my limits. At the same time, everything he’d done before had left me on fire, and while it felt incredible, I was so sensitive that every brush of him against my skin sent a shockwave to my system.
The more he moved inside me, the better it felt until I no longer felt like I was about to come undone. Running my hands along his muscular back, I explored the hard ridges that tapered down to his amazing backside. He was chiseled, and just having his muscular form on top of me, my palms pressed against him, was enough to make my excitement grow. Turning my head to the side, I began to whimper and whine while his lips sank into my neck again. He was hitting me in all the right places, and my body wanted to topple over the edge again. I just needed a bit more coaxing from his massive cock.
Beau responded to the noises I was making by hammering me even harder, adding a grinding motion to the end so that he was hitting me in all the right places. My vision grew blurry. Bracing myself against the bed, I arched my back and sprang up to meet his every thrust. I could tell he was close to meeting his climax because of the way he was grunting and groaning, so I allowed myself to fall over the edge again. In a fit of moans and shouts, I unraveled beneath him, expecting him to join me soon, but he didn’t. Instead, he continued to drive into me for several minutes until he pulled out completely.
When I finally made it back down to earth and could open my eyes, I saw Beau standing there, his dick hard as a rock and standing at attention. He held it with one hand, watching me. Biting down on my bottom lip, I looked at him for a moment.
“Flip over,” he said.
I nodded, suddenly realizing I’d never even taken my bra off. I removed it and tossed it aside, knowing how good it would feel if he was grabbing my nipples while he hit me from behind.
Grabbing a couple of pillows, I created a brace for myself and got on my knees, anticipating the feeling of Beau reentering me. Ordinarily, this was not one of my favorite positions, but the moment I felt his tip at my entrance, I knew this would be a completely different experience for me.
Beau teased me a bit, sliding himself along my dripping wet slit, rubbing my clit with his finger again. By the time he actually lined himself up to push inside of me, I was already panting with anticipation. He entered me in one deep thrust that had me cursing and calling out his name as I dug my fingernails into the pillowcase beneath me. It felt so good, I could hardly stand it.
“Did you like that?” he asked in a breathy whisper. All I could do was nod. He withdrew himself from me completely and then dove deep back inside. Once again, all of the noises coming out of my mouth were inaudible and animalistic. He chuckled under his breath as he continued to plow into me over and over again.
Reaching around, he tugged on my taut nipples, rubbing them between his finger and thumb as he continued to hit me hard from behind. I could feel the perspiration gathering on his slick, sweaty body when he bent over me in order to reach around and access my nub from the front. The moment he began to flick me, I came undone, finding myself falling into another body-shaking tremor of pleasure. Beau kept up the pace, though, unrelenting, until I couldn’t breathe and found myself gasping for air.
When I reached my breaking point, he pulled his hand away, allowing me a bit of a reprieve, but he continued to work inside me for several more minutes until, once again, I felt him tighten up. Then, he grunted a few times, steadying himself by taking hold of my hips. When he came, it was with a loud, satisfying groan that left him just as out of breath as I had been each time he’d made me come.
Both of us were covered in perspiration, moaning, and panting as we collapsed onto the bed next to one another. The edges of my vision were slightly dark with a few stars hovering before my eyes, but I wore a satisfied smile on my face as I closed them, attempting to return to normal.
After several moments of lying there on our backs together, side by side, Beau tugged me over to lie with my head against his chest. I could hear his heart hammering beneath my ear, but eventually it began to lessen.
“So,” I said, once I could form a complete sentence again. “Are you sure you wanna take me on this trip with you?” I wasn’t exactly sure why I was asking. Maybe I needed some validation that my seduction hadn’t missed the mark and left a bad taste in his mouth—literally—or maybe part of me was joking, but after feeling like he wasn’t interested in me for days and then throwing myself at him, the question popped out of my mouth as soon as I was able to speak.
Beau chuckled and ran a hand through my hair. “I’m not even sure I can go at this point.”
I leaned up, not sure what he was talking about. Surely, he was joking, wasn’t he? “What do you mean?” I asked, staring into his eyes.
He shrugged. “Well, in order to get on the plane, get there, do my job, all of that important stuff, I need to be able to walk, and after what you just did to me, I might not be able to do that for a while.” He grinned up at me, and I couldn’t help but laugh as I leaned down and planted a kiss on his lips.
“You’re a big strong guy,” I reminded him. “I’m sure you’ll be fine. In an hour. Or two.”
Both of us laughed, and I leaned my head back against his chest. Now that his arms were around me again, I was beginning to feel like I was home.
19
BEAU
Falling asleep that night with Georgia in my arms felt incredible. I’d slipped away into dreamland with a wide grin on my face, and when I woke up the next morning, I was still smiling.
Instinctively, I reached for her, thinking she probably rolled away from me at some point in the middle of the night since I didn’t feel her cheek pressed against my chest anymore, but I couldn’t find her. Opening my eyes, I took a moment to let them adjust to the light filtering in through the window shades. It was still fairly early, but the sun was bright enough that I could tell I was looking at an empty bed.
Immediately, I sat up. What if she’d decided she didn’t want to come with me after all? She had been the one to make the sexual advances last night, but I had gone right along with it and possibly gotten a little aggressive. Maybe I shouldn’t have asked her to get into such a vulnerable position when we’d hardly been with each other before.
The scent of bacon frying made me relax. Taking a deep breath, I fell back against the pillows, realizing she hadn’t managed to get a ride back to the airport with someone else to catch the next plane back to Seattle. No, she was in my kitchen cooking.
Another grin slid into place. It had been far too long since I’d had a beautiful woman in my kitchen cooking breakfast while I slumbered away. My thoughts immediately went to Kaylee and her special pancakes, but I couldn’t dwell on that right now. Georgia wasn’t Kaylee, but she was special just the same.
With a deep breath, I threw the blankets off and found my boxers and jeans, pulling them on. I tugged a shirt over my head and noticed that Georgia’s outfit from the day before was still strewn about the room. I wondered what she had on. The only thing I didn’t see was the lacy thong she’d been wearing. Licking my lips, I thought about how delicious she’d tasted when I went down on her. My stomach growled. I was hungry, but maybe the bacon could wait.
When I walked into the kitchen, I found Georgia wearing one of my T-shirts and her panties—and that was all. She had her hair pulled up on top of her head and fastened there with a clip as she stood in front of the stove, flipping bacon and eggs. The scent of fresh biscuits came from the oven. I took another deep breath and let my stomach rumble. Everything in front of me looked so enticing, I wanted to put it all in my mouth.
Georgia was singing a song I didn’t recognize as she went about making breakfast. I didn’t want to interrupt her, but I couldn’t help it. Careful not to startle her because of the hot bacon grease, I let her know I was there by clearing my throat. She turned and looked at me just as I got into position to slip my arms around her. I’d never seen my old Seahawks T-shirt look so good.
“Well, good morning,” she said, going up on her tiptoes to peck my lips with her warm mouth. “Sorry. I hope I didn’t wake you with my singing. That song has been stuck in my head for days.”
