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When I look back up, I find her playing with her nipples, first palming them with open hands and then pulling them between her thumb and forefinger. My cock strains against the zipper on my jeans and when I can’t take it anymore, I slide them down, along with my boxers, and kick everything to the floor.
I kneel between her spread legs and stroke myself, watching her watch me and my rock-hard cock. One of my hands wanders back down to her pussy and while I fuck my hand, I make circles on her clit with my thumb, using the same rhythm for us both.
She starts to shake as I work on her, pushing up and against my hand, begging like a hungry little bird. Her eyes are slits and her lips are parted, and with a great shudder, she slams her head back on the bed and cries out, losing herself in a furious orgasm.
She’s still convulsing when I flip her over onto her stomach and straddle her ass. With my hands under her hips, I raise her until her pussy’s exposed, and position my cock just against her opening.
Sensing what’s coming, she pushes her ass further in the air.
I bend forward, my lips against her ear. “You ready for me baby?” I breathe.
Her faced pressed into the pillow, she nods as best she can. “God yes, Henry. Please. Please give it to me,” she says in a muffled voice.
It was never like this with Andee. Hell, it’s never been like this with any woman. This is what every many waits for. And not all find.
I’ve struck goddamn gold, there’s no doubt about it.
I slide into her and by God is she warm and tight on my cock. I encircle her waist with my hands and fall forward, my lips pressed between her shoulder blades. Controlling her with my grip, I fuck her in and out, pulling her down on my cock with every thrust. She’s screaming, coming again. I can’t make out what she’s saying since my own oncoming orgasm is thunderous in my ears.
“Yes, fuck me,” she moans, and her sexy words are all it takes.
With a great roar, I thrust inside her one more time. “Fuuuuck,” I holler.
I know I am ejaculating, but my hard-on isn’t subsiding, so I continue to pump her until she comes one more time, weak but satisfied, drenched in each other’s sweat and other fluids. I want to give her more but eventually stop out of sheer exhaustion.
I fall onto the bed next to her, pulling a comforter over us both, and kiss her forehead, thinking for a moment I’d better get up and leave before I fall asleep.
Then I remember I’m home. Home, for the first time in a long time.
40
HENRY
“Didyou have a good time with Amalia?” Wyatt asks after I settle into his sofa with one of the cold beers I brought over.
I spend so much time at his place—we all do—that I figure the least I can do it supply the man with beer.
“It was good,” I say after a swig.
And that’s all I’m gonna say.
Wyatt and Levi look at each other.
That’s right. I’m not talking.
“Somebody’s smitten…,” Levi sings.
I shrug. “It’s not like I’m the only one.”
Everyone’s quiet for a moment, so I decide to change the subject before they ask any more dumb-ass questions. My time with Amalia ismine. At least for now. “So Levi, what’s up with the next book. You making progress?”
I know he’s off to a slow start and I don’t mean to increase the pressure I’m sure he’s already putting on himself, but he’d better come up with some pages soon. Empire’s going to want tosee them just to make sure he’s on track and making good on the big-ass advance they’re getting him.
Seriously. Levi’s on the verge of making big money. Like fuck you money. Like buy a condo in Wyatt’s building money.
And, as his agent, some of that is coming my way. If Levi can stay on track. Which I know, from experience, not all writers can.
I’ve seen too many one-hit-wonders strike it big with a debut novel who are unable to write another. I know Levi’s not like that, but the intimidation of topping his last book must be great. I only hope it doesn’t block him from doing his best again.
