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“I’m a one man woman. I don’t cheat. Ever. If we do this, will you be able to give up all the other women? Because if you can’t, I can’t do this with you.” She chewed her bottom lip, worried what she said would be a deal breaker.
“Baby, I never cheated on Eve. Not once. Not even on road trips. It would’ve been so easy. She’d never find out.” He kissed the corner of her mouth. “I didn’t want anyone else. She was enough for me.”
Bellamy’s heart squeezed tight, her teeth sinking into her bottom lip.
“Now, you are more than enough for me.”
She released a pent up breath she hadn’t realized she’d been holding.
“I could see where you were going with that in your head. Just to make it clear for you, you are not the kind of woman a man will cheat on. You’re the whole package. If for some reason some asshole did cheat on you, I’d say he was a complete fucking idiot and didn’t deserve you.” He leaned down to whisper in her ear. “I would never cheat on you.”
“You swear?”
“Yes, baby. I swear. Now. Will you be my old lady? You willing to give us chance?” He gently cupped the side of her face, his thumb smoothing over the apple of her cheek.
“Yes,” she whispered. Her eyes were glued to his and what she saw there made her heart trip. He hadn’t been lying when he said he had feelings for her, that he was half in love with her. It wasn’t just the intense heat building between them that she saw. It was something more. Something she was hard pressed to find words for.
“Now you’re getting it.” His intense focus had her body thrumming with excitement. “I’m going to show you exactly how good things between us can be. I’m going to fuck you so hard you’ll never doubt exactly where you belong. With me. By my side and in my bed as my old lady.”
His hand circled her throat and eased her back onto the bed. He followed her down, his chest rubbing against her hard nipples, sending shockwaves of awareness throughout her body. Ever so slowly, he lowered his mouth to hers. His kiss was soft and seeking. When she opened her mouth, allowing his tongue to advance and tangle with hers, it was like a lightning strike. What was once a slowly smoldering fire quickly sparked to life.
He deepened the kiss at the same time his hand flexed against her throat, forcing a full body shiver. Wanting nothing more than to return the favor, her hand skimmed down his side and moved between them until she held his hard cock firmly in her grip. She groaned in frustration when he pulled her hand away, denying her the ability to touch him.
“No. Not yet.”
He playfully nipped her bottom lip, then pulled back, kneeling between her legs. He slid her panties down her legs and tossed them over his shoulder. She took the opportunity to take him in. Everything about him did it for her. From the hair on his chest, to his cut abdominal muscles to the way he leaned back on his heels, his rock hard cock straining in her direction. Her breath caught in her chest as she was rewarded with a drop of precum at the tip. Much to her aggravation, he stopped her again from touching him, his sexy knowing smile both sexy and annoying.
“Race,” she whined.
He worked his way down the bed, laughing at her put out expression. Once he was settled between her spread legs, he moved one over his shoulder. He dropped his head and buried his face in her pussy.
“You’re so wet already. Gotta have a taste before I fuck you.” She felt Race hum against her flesh as he swiped his tongue along her folds to her clit. Good God. If he kept that up she didn’t think she would last very long. It was at that moment she realized her memories and fantasies were nothing compared to the real thing. With each lash of his tongue, twirl of her clit, he brought her closer and closer to the edge. She fisted her hand in his hair, holding him in place so she could grind herself against him, needing the release his pleasant torture was promising. “Oh God, Race,” she moaned. “Feels so good.”
He slipped two fingers inside to add to the pleasure. His steady, determined pace had her back arching involuntarily and writhing on the bed, completely lost in the sensations that were building toward what she could feel would be an amazing climax. Yes. This would be one for the record books.
She gasped in shock when Race pulled away and climbed between her legs. He had a condom rolled on in less time than it took her to blink more than a couple of times.
He lined himself up and pushed his way home. “Fuck me. Feels so fucking good every time,” he growled through his clenched teeth. “Wrap your legs around me and hang on.”
She did exactly what he said to do. She wrapped her legs around his waist and locked them at her ankles, bringing him deeper than before. “Holy shit.”
He grunted his agreement and pulled himself out, then thrust in again to the base, his balls making contact with her butt. He did this over and over and the orgasm she’d been on the verge of having came barreling back. She was once again close to coming.
“Been thinking about this. Jacking off to the memories. Fucking missed this.” He was covering her, his weight supported on his forearms. He pulled her head to the side, demanding better access to her mouth. His mouth slammed down on hers, his tongue sliding in. He kissed her the way he was fucking her, with need and aggression. She loved it.
She loved it so much, she pulled her face away and screamed her release. Her legs squeezed at his sides at the same time her nails dug into his back.
“That’s right, baby. Only me. The only fucking you’ll ever be getting is from me. Your pussy is mine to fuck. Mine to pleasure.” He hammered her into the mattress. The visual he’d just created, one of his claiming her, marking her, was enough to set off another orgasm. This one more intense than the last. Later, when she’d caught her breath and had a moment to replay what just happened in her mind, she’d be shocked at how quickly he’d pulled the second orgasm from her.
He chuckled and leaned back enough to watch himself fucking her. He clenched his teeth hard, his eyes slamming shut as he growled long and deep, finding his own release. By the time he was finished, he was panting heavily. He collapsed to his side, his cock slipping free. He pulled Bellamy into his side and kissed her. This kiss was soft, lazy and oh so sexy.
If this was the way the rest of her life was going to go, she was more than ready to take the leap.
14
Oh my God. Bellamy couldn’t get any work done. For about the hundredth time her mind wandered toward Race. She should be going through her emails, not sitting at her desk day dreaming about her weekend with him. One would think she was a googly-eyed seventeen-year-old girl having sex for the first time and crushing big time on the senior boy she’d finally gone all the way with.
She twirled a pen in her hand and smiled to herself thinking it certainly felt like the first time because she’dneverhad sex like she’d had with Race. Guaranteed orgasms every. Single. Time. It only confirmed how lacking the other men in her life had been.
