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Another flick of his tongue. And I moan, my body practically shooting off the bed.
I clutch the sheet with both hands, doing my best to keep myself from disintegrating too soon. I never expected sex to feel this good. This amazingly, addictively good.
Troy’s talented tongue continues taking me higher and higher and higher. I writhe and groan with each flick, each tease, each kiss.
“I need you inside me.” Gasped whispers and relief-pleading whimpers tumble from me. “Pleeeaase.” I’m not sure my body can take much more.
Troy laughs softly against my super-sensitive core, the hot caresses pushing me close to falling apart. I release the sheet, and I tug on his hair.
Troy groans, pushes himself up, and removes a foil package from the nightstand. He opens it and rolls the condom along his length. “Are you sure this is what you want?” His voice is low, the want and need in it a husky moan. “We can stop now if you need.”
A barely-there voice murmurs in my head, questions if maybe he’s right. Maybe this is too soon. Too much.
But my body ignores it. Three months ago, I wasn’t ready. But thanks to the work I’ve done with Robyn, I’m more ready than I’ve ever been.
“Oh, God, don’t stop now.” My words ride on a desperate groan.
Troy’s mouth covers mine, and he kisses me long and hard until my body is about to combust. He positions his tip at my entrance and slowly pushes himself in, giving my body time to adjust to his glorious width.
Once fully seated, he pauses to give me another long, languid kiss. Heat builds low in my belly, igniting the final fuse. Troy begins to move, slowly at first, then faster, harder, pumping in time with my panted pleas for him to keep going.
An unfamiliar sensation, hot and heady, rushes through me. My inner muscles clench, and I explode into a shower of stars and rainbows and dancing unicorns.
Troy groans out my name, and the sound of it falling from his lips is liquid honey.
Jessica.The name of the woman I am becoming…not the woman I once was.
But the truth of that also scares me.
Because it’s a reminder of how much I’m keeping from him.
Of how I’m not letting him fully in.
54
TROY
June, Present Day
Maple Ridge
My name fallsfrom Jess’s lips as I thrust inside her, her soft heat clamping my cock in its snug, wet grip. The sweet sound of my name on her lips is my ultimate undoing.
I clutch hold of my frail thread of self-control and thrust deeper, again and again. My balls tighten and I come hard, her name carrying on a worshiping groan. Her soft heat clenches my cock in endless waves, milking every last drop from me.
Once the shock waves die down, I carefully remove myself from her, plant a soft kiss on her lips, and roll off the bed. I dispose of the condom, lie back beside her, and pull her to me. I’m not sure I’ll be able to move for the foreseeable future. Not after what we just shared. I’m spent. Happily sated.
Jess rests her head on my chest, and I trace lazy circles on her arm with my thumb. But even after what we just did, I don’t feel any closer to her. There’s still the wall between us.
And I’m not sure how I feel about that.
It’s not as if I’m looking for a serious relationship. I failed my best friend by not getting him help when he needed it. Part of me fears the same thing will happen to Jess—that I won’t be able to save her. That I’ll fuck up.
Maybe this—us having sex—is the first step in that direction.
I pause drawing circles on her back. “You okay?”
She glances up at me, a soft smile on her face, barely visible in the low light from her window. “I am. Very much so.” She starts to wiggle off the bed, the sheet around her chest.
