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She let out a gasp-mixed laugh, and I tried not to rush her. But God did I want to. I was fucking aching for her. My whole body hot and hard in anticipation, and she just kept staring at me with those ocean blue eyes until I trembled.
“You’re so big,” she whispered, and I held back a groan as her hand slid over me.
“You haven’t done this?” I asked, already knowing the answer.
She shook her head. “Not with a man,” she added with a little laugh, and I suddenly got what she was trying to tell me.
“But with yourself?”
“A girl’s gotta be creative.” She grinned, making me chuckle. She may be a virgin in the original sense, but she was far from it when it came to pleasure. She knew exactly what she wanted. WhatIwanted. And I fucking wanted her.
She kept touching me, as if making sure I remained hard. Didn’t she know I never had a problem with that? I was fucking ready for her just by looking at her.
“You’re fucking amazing,” I breathed. “In everything you do.”
She kissed me, so sudden and so hard, it took my breath away. Adjusting herself, she fell forward, burying her face in my neck as she took the full length painfully slow. I held still, letting her take her time, but my patience thinned as I seemed to grow harder inside her.
When she finally moved, sliding ever so slowly, I couldn’t hold back a cry. She was so fucking tight it was unbearable. That throbbing pressure built with each slow stroke. I wanted to last long for her but,damn. This was torture—and I loved every bit of it.
My free hand roamed over her. Soft delicate curves adding to the pleasure. So did her moans as her confidence grew and her body took the lead. The way she moved made it hard to believe she was a first-timer. She was so fucking skilled it drove me mad. My body shuddered under her, my skin hot and tight as my muscles tensed further. I couldn’t hold on, but I had to. For her.For her.I repeated the thought over and over as my body shook and she rode me harder. Faster.
“Kay—” I couldn’t speak. I couldn’t fucking breathe. Sliding my hand between us, I found her spot, rubbing it until her moans turned to breathy gasps and her body shook. Then her movements faltered. She tensed, clamping down on me so tight I winced. I let go. A few powerful thrusts and I exploded, crying out loud as the ecstasy rolled through me.
Kaylie collapsed over me, gasping and panting while her body shuddered in the aftermath.
“Holy shit,” she breathed once she could speak, voicing my exact thoughts.
“I’m better than your dildos?” I couldn’t help but tease, and she groaned, hiding her face in my neck.
“So much better,” she murmured, and I chuckled. She hadn’t seen half of it. All I did was fucking lie there, and I’d lie if I said it wasn’t one of my best fucks, despite the shoulder crippling me. Everything with Kaylie was more intense. Sex was no different. She left me reeling, and I couldn’t catch either breath or thought.
She shifted, pulling herself up to look at me, and the little sanity I had left drowned in her ocean blue gaze. The way she looked at me, with so much admiration and affection blew my heart right open.
I met her gaze and held it, sinking into the deep blue pools. It didn’t matter how long I knew her. How much younger she was. That she was bound to destroy me. I didn’t know much, but one thing I knew.
“I fucking love you.” The words stunned me the moment they left my mouth, but as I said them, I couldn’t take them back. They were the truest thing I ever said. She was everything and more.Myeverything.
She gaped at me, then slowly, a smile replaced the shock. She whispered the words so softly, caressing me with their warmth. “I love you too.”
Dom talked, and I tried to focus on his words. It wasn’t easy when all I could think of was Marc and how he felt inside me. How hard his body was under mine, how warm and tight. How his steel gaze held mine as I made him scream. My heart beat faster by the mere thought. I glanced at him sitting in one of the leather chairs next to me and shivered. He looked back. My heart skipped a beat as that little knowing smirk came over his lips.
He was fresh from a shower, hair still wet, and the intoxicating scent from the shower creme and aftershave made me lightheaded. Small drops of water trailed down his neck, glowing orange from the fire casting light over us and the stone table we were seated around. A white shirt hung loose over the sling, and I smiled at his idea of dressing. Half his chest was bare. A few buttons holding it together at the bottom. It was easy. And I had no problem understanding wanting to avoid jolting that shoulder any more than necessary. Not even for struggling into a shirt the proper way. He was too impatient for that, too.
“I sense some super-hot vibes here.” Izzy grinned, looking between us. “Either you just had sex or you’re both dying to.” She pinned me with her dark gaze, wiggling her eyebrows. “Which one is it?”
My cheeks heated under her scrutiny, and she let out aha-noise.
“You did it, didn’t you?”
“Iz,” Dom growled. “Why does it matter?”
“It does when no one is paying attention.” Izzy grinned as I gulped, tearing my gaze off Marc, and lowered it to my lap.
“Sorry, what were you saying?” I mumbled.
Izzy laughed out loud, winking at me. “Can’t blame you, chica.” She threw Marc an appreciative glance, letting her gaze shamelessly travel over his chest. “I’d be all over that, too.”
The sudden need to cover him up or snap at Izzy took me by surprise. I liked her, I really did, but every time she looked at Marc, or made any kind of suggestions, the urge to slap her overpowered everything else. She must have seen my expression, ‘cause she grinned, adding, “Don’t worry, I don’t steal from my friends. He’s safe with you. Just appreciating a damn fine man when I see one.”
