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“You feel amazing. So amazing,” I gasp.
His breath is quick and shallow and as he starts to move. I grit my teeth, the feeling of him so deep inside of me making my eyes roll back into my head. Hawk moves faster, thrusting himself into me with a little more force. I writhe beneath him, my every nerve ending feeling like it’s on fire. I can’t get enough of him. I want more.
“Harder, baby,” I moan. “Faster.”
He obliges me and starts to thrust himself into me with a renewed vigor. My eyes widen and my mouth falls open and a strangled gasp spills from my mouth.
“Oh, God. Yes, baby. Just like that,” I cry.
Hawk is pumping himself into me in hard, steady strokes. He pierces me and drives himself deep, touching off erotic explosions in the warm center of me.
“Jesus,” he grunts. “You feel so good.”
His words are breathy, his voice hoarse as he continues to power himself into me. I feel him swelling and I tighten myself around him. Hawk stutters and loses his rhythm for a moment but is quick to regain it. The feeling of his shaft sliding along my slippery depths in that hard, pounding tempo has me near the brink again. My entire body is tingling, and my skin feels like it’s on fire. I feel him swelling and know he’s close.
I turn my head and look at him over my shoulder. Hawk’s expression is rapturous and mirrors my own. He gives me one hard, final thrust, holding himself deep inside of me. A loud, throaty scream bursts from my throat as I come again. My entire body is shaking as my orgasm crashes down over me. Hawk is buried so deep within me that I feel him twitch and a moment later, his cries blend with my own as he erupts. I feel him throbbing and pulsing as he fills me with his warm, sticky seed.
We remain as we are, me flat on my stomach, Hawk on top of me, his staff still buried to the hilt inside of me, riding out the waves of ecstasy that are washing over us. He’s trembling as hard as I am and he’s out of breath as well. As I feel him soften, he withdraws and flops onto his back, trying to catch his breath. I roll over and lay my head on his chest and Hawk wraps his arm around me, pulling me close. He runs his fingers through my hair as I trace patterns on his flat, taut belly with the tip of my finger.
We lay together, cuddled together like that, not speaking for several long moments. We just enjoy the feeling and the afterglow. My basis of comparison sucks, but that was the most intense, incredible, and beautiful sex I’ve ever had with somebody. I felt things I’ve never felt before. Things I never imagined I could feel.
I look up at him and smile. “That was amazing.”
He nods. “Yes, you are.”
Hawk pulls me closer to him and envelops me in his arms. I nestle myself into him, feeling perfectly safe. Perfectly protected. And perfectly loved.
He places a gentle kiss on the crown of my head and wrapped up in him like I am, we both drift off to sleep.
CHAPTERTWENTY-FOUR
My eyes fly open, and I wake up from a disturbing dream with a jolt. I sit up and look around me, disoriented for a moment, not recognizing my surroundings. The cobwebs of that dream cling to me, though the specifics of it elude me. All I recall is seeing Molly’s face. She’s screaming for me, calling my name as she disappears down a long, dark tunnel. I chase her but can never catch up. And all I see is her being pulled further and further down into the dark.
My heart is racing and my breathing is heavy. It takes me a minute to come back to the present and realize where I am. I swallow hard and wipe the sweat I feel beaded up on my brow. The room around us is still lit—we fell asleep before we turned everything off so I can see that Molly is still asleep beside me. She’s got the sheet pulled up over her and it clings to the sultry curves of her body.
I smile to myself as I recall how it felt to be inside of her. How it felt to feel her writhing beneath me, listening to her breathy moans and passionate cries. I would have given anything to feel her mouth on me, but I wanted tonight to be special for her. I wanted tonight to be just for her. I wanted her to feel special, to give her a positive memory to associate with sex.
I know until now, her only memories of sex involve men she loathed, men who used her, and men who treated her horribly. As she embarks on this new life of hers, I want her to start building new and good memories and associations.
She stirs in her sleep and rolls over. As if she can somehow sense in her sleep that she’s being watched, her eyes pop open and she looks at me, startled.
“Okay, that’s creepy,” she mutters. “Do you always watch the women you sleep with?”
I shrug. “They normally don’t stay the night.”
She laughs as she sits up and slaps me playfully on the shoulder. “You’re a pig.”
“Not always. But sometimes.”
“Good to know.”
Molly yawns and stretches lazily. The sheet falls away, giving me a clear view of her perfect breasts and shapely body. I reach out and trail the tips of my fingers across her smooth skin, making her recoil and giggle.
“That tickles,” she says.
“Sorry,” I reply with a grin.
“I don’t think you are.”
