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“When was the last time you were with someone?”
“God, a while ago and I’ve always used a condom, but—”
“We’re good. I’m still on the pill. I mean, as long as you’re okay with it?” The question floats in the air. I don’t want to stop. I want to feel him, all of him.
“As long as you are, I am.”
I nod rapidly. “I am.”
He bends down, hovering his lips over mine. “Before we do this, I want to put a disclaimer out there. No matter where we’re at, you say stop, and I stop. Don’t ever put my feelings into consideration, understand?”
I nod, my hands running over his short, damp hair. Instead of kissing me, his lips fall to my neck.
“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to sink inside of you, and now I’m a bit nervous.” He nibbles my skin down the front of my neck, and I bend back from him as much as I can.
How can this strong-as-steel man voice his vulnerability to me? It makes me like him even more.
“I feel like I’m five years old, and I’ve stood in a long line outside the candy store. Now that I’m inside, I want it all. If I go too fast, just tell me.”
“Stop with the disclaimers and fuck me, Van.”
His tip breaches my opening, teasing my entrance. “My fucking pleasure.”
His hands cradle my face, and his lips move to mine, his tongue gliding along the seam of my mouth. Heat buzzes under my skin and the kiss is like a steam engine, slow at first, but soon our mouths are colliding, our teeth gnashing as our hands seek out any piece of flesh to latch on to. His hands end up under my ass, and one of my legs stretches across the front seat, the other lifted on the headrest as he drags the tip of him through my wetness.
“You couldn’t be any wetter,” he says, watching himself.
“Please fuck me, Van.”
He pushes into me, then seconds later, a full plunge before drawing it out again.
“Oh god,” I moan.
The feeling is agonizingly addicting, and when he runs the pad of his thumb in circles over my clit, my ass bolts off the seat cushion, and I grip the towel under me, fisting it.
His thumb runs back and forth as he rocks inside me. Every nerve in my body is screaming for relief, but I’m not ready for this to be over. I don’t want a flood of emotions to hit me when this ends. I just want to enjoy Van and being with him. As selfish as it is, I don’t want Sawyer leaking into this moment.
“Play with your tits,” Van says. “I want to watch you.”
As always, he knows when I’m becoming lost in my head, so he gave me a task. I place my hands on my tits, playing with my nipples, pinching, pulling, and staring at him while he watches me. When his vision shifts from my hands to where he’s driving into me, I run my hands down his muscular chest and around to his ass. It clenches in my grip, the firmness of it not surprising me.
He falls forward, and I hold him down on top of me as he drills inside me. “God, you’re so perfect,” he whispers, kissing my neck and my shoulder. “I never want this to be over. I want to live inside of you forever.”
My eyes fall shut because I feel the exact same way. I couldn’t be happier that we didn’t wait until the day he was going to leave because to think this would be our only time feels crushing. I need more of him. I want to taste him, feel him come down my throat. I want to feel that stubble between my thighs and try every position imaginable. Hell, make up new ones.
“I’m so close. Harder.” My fingertips push into his ass cheeks.
Instead of picking up the pace like I thought he might, he slows his rhythm with long drags out and quick thrusts in, hitting me in exactly the right way. And just like that, my orgasm isn’t just on the cusp of coming. It’s building layer by layer with every drag of his cock sheathed in my wetness. His mouth explores every inch of my skin, murmuring praise over my body. His breathing is staggered, almost broken as if he’s right where I am.
I run my fingernails up and down his back and across his shoulder blades. I tighten my walls, pushing back my orgasm, and he growls in my ear, sucking on my earlobe as he slams into me. Suddenly, he’s not taking the long drags out of me, but quick thrusts and his arms wrap around my body, using the force to drive his dick down. He’s so far inside me, I scream from pleasure.
“Take the fall, Brin. I promise I’ll catch you.”
His whispered words make me come apart, my body tensing as my orgasm hits me with brute force and catapults me over an imaginary cliff so that I’m free-falling. Before I fall into the abyss, his lips smash to mine, and he jolts inside me and stills as he comes inside me, leaking out onto my thighs.
We lie there, our breathing ragged and trying to find its rhythm again. He rises up and brushes the wet strands from my forehead. He doesn’t ask me anything, but I know he’s checking to make sure I’m okay. There are no tears and no regrets. I kiss him and he smiles.
“You’re a temptress.” He rises off me, and when he slips out of me, he uses the towel to clean me up, then himself.
