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BJ’s mouth is heaven. I grip his hair at the crown and roll my hips, wanton and desperate as he brings me to the edge of bliss again and again and keeps me hovering there. When he adds his fingers, I’m done for. That deep ache turns into waves of overwhelming pleasure, and I slap one of his pillows over my face to muffle my moans when I come.
I’m panting and sweaty, boneless, and I should be sated, but my body is empty, and I need more of him.
“Hey.” He tugs at the pillow.
“Hey.” I bite my lips together when his face appears in front of mine.
“How you doing?” His hair hangs down, skimming my cheek.
“You are a wizard with your mouth.”
He grins. “Anytime you want a beard ride, I’m your man.”
I laugh. “Literally the best gift you could give a girl.” I wrap my leg around his waist again and pull him on top of me.
His shaft slides over my clit, and we both groan. We’ve been in this position more than once before, done the wet-hump thing. I’ve even braved a blow job, which wasn’t easy, but watching BJ lose control was totally worth the awkward angle and fear I was going to chip a tooth.
I run my hands through his hair. “Do you have condoms?”
His eyes search mine. “We don’t have to rush.”
I shift my gaze to the side and remove my leg from his waist. “If you don’t want to…” I’m going to die from embarrassment. “I can just return the favor instead.” My voice cracks. Way to ruin the moment.
“Hey, hey. Can you look at me, please?” He strokes my cheek.
I side-eye him. The only thing that could make this worse is if I burst into stupid tears.
“I don’t know where you’re going in your head, Snowflake, but this isn’t me saying I don’t want the same thing. I do. It’s basically all I think about. I can’t tell you the number of times I’ve thought about being in this exact position. It’s my daily morning-shower-jerk-off fantasy. You’re welcome for that overshare.”
I bite back a nervous smile. “But?”
“There’s no but.” His swallow is audible.
I meet his gaze.
Emotions I can’t pin down flash through his eyes. “I just don’t want to mess this up.” His thumb strokes back and forth along the edge of my jaw.
“How would you mess it up?” This is the first time I’ve seen BJ anything but confident. “I’m not worried that you’re gonna fuck like you drive anymore.”
He laughs, and I grin.
“I like you a lot, Winter.” He licks his lips. “I just want this to be good for you.”
“It’s you. It will be.” I trace the edge of his jaw with a fingertip. “But if you’re not ready, it’s okay. I can wait.” I want him. I crave the connection that’s at our fingertips, but I’ve been pushed into situations I didn’t want to be in more times than I can count. I don’t want him to feel pressured in any way.
His eyes stay on mine, searching for long seconds before he finally says, “I’m gonna get a condom.”
“Are you sure?”
“I’m sure.” He presses his lips to mine before he shifts and tugs the nightstand drawer open.
“I’m on the pill too. So we’ll be double safe,” I tell him as he pulls out a box.
“Safe is good.” He folds back on his knees. The box is unopened, so there are a few awkward seconds where I’m lying on the bed with my legs spread and he’s kneeling between them, but he finally gets it open and frees a foil square.
“I could put it on,” I offer.
“Yeah. Okay.” He holds out the square.
