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“But I’m hot.”
He smirks.
“Alex…” God, it’s hard to catch my breath. “I’m sweating!”
He just laughs though and increases his pace.
Oh, man. My hair’s sticking to my forehead, and his skin is sliding against mine. He kisses me again, deeply, so it’s hard to catch my breath, and then he nips my bottom lip.
“Ow!” I lift my hands to his nipples and flick them. In response, he catches my hands and pins them above my head. Ah, jeez, he’s too strong for me to wriggle out of his grip. All I can do is lie there and watch as he pounds into me.
His hair has flopped over his forehead, and his eyes are very intense. Ooh, I think another orgasm might be on the way. Wow, I didn’t expect that. Ahhh… I think I’m in love…
He lifts up then, and to my surprise he sits back and withdraws. Euw, I’m all hot and sticky down there, but his lips curve up, and he twirls a finger in the air. “Up you get,” he says.
I sit up and turn onto all fours. He positions himself behind me, and then I feel him slowly fill me up again.
Well, he did say he was going to screw me senseless. Always be careful what you wish for…
He thrusts into me like that for a while, until pleasure begins to build inside me again, and right at that moment, almost as if he can sense it, he withdraws. Before I can move a muscle, he puts a hand between my shoulder blades and pushes me forward, so I collapse onto the bed with an “Oof!” Then he somehow flips me onto my back and pulls me down a few inches before sliding inside me again. Holy shit, I have no idea how he did that. I’m impressed.
I’m lying across the bed now, and he’s banging me so hard, he’s moving me up with each push of his hips, so I can feel the side of the mattress against the back of my head. He’s going to thrust me right over the edge…
Ahhh… and I’m going to come again, if he keeps going like this… ohhh… I’m so close…
“Jesus, Missie,” he says, slamming into me, “please come before we fall off.”
I almost laugh, but the orgasm hits me, and I squeal and come hard. He rides me all the way through it, grinding against me and almost making me see stars, before he stops and shudders, his beautiful body turning to rock again beneath my fingertips. He gives a helpless groan, and all I can do is lie there and watch, exhausted, as he twitches inside me, filling me up yet again. I’m going to be so sticky after all this, I’ll need a shower.
He sighs, and I know what he’s feeling because I’m feeling it too. The thought is so beautiful, so amazing, that without meaning to, my eyes fill with tears, and even before we both drift down to earth, the tears spill over and trickle down my cheeks.
Chapter Sixteen
Alex
“Ah,” I say as Missie covers her mouth with a hand. “Sweetheart.”
I’m still inside her, and I have to wait a few seconds for the aftershocks of my climax to finish rippling through me before I can move. She’s fighting her emotion, but losing the battle, and as I finally withdraw and pull her with me over to the pillows, she gives in and starts sobbing.
I sigh, bring the duvet with us, tuck it around her, then lie back and wrap my arms around her. She curls up next to me, and I hold her like that for a while, until her trembling dies down, and she gives a big, shivery sigh.
Out of the blue, Zelda jumps up onto the bed, maybe disturbed by the fact that Missie’s crying.
“Hey,” I protest, because although she sometimes comes up on the bed, she has to be invited. But as she curls up in the crook of Missie’s legs, Missie says, “It’s all right,” and reaches down to stroke her.
Reaching over to the nightstand, I pull a couple of tissues out of the box there and pass them to her. She blows her nose and wipes her eyes, then cuddles up to me again.
“I’m so sorry,” she whispers. “I don’t know what happened there.”
“It’s okay.” I brush my fingers across her shoulders and down her back.
“I know you’re not going to believe this, but I don’t actually cry very often. And I think I’ve cried, like, at least three times in front of you already.”
“Hopefully it means you feel comfortable enough with me to let go.”
“Maybe.” She turns, resting her hand on my chest and her chin on her hand, looking up at me. “I feel as if I’ve been locked shut for so long. I’ve had all these padlocks around my heart, and you’ve found the key.”
“I see it as if you’re a rosebud that’s been kept in the dark. Flowers need sunshine and rain to thrive.”
