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Wow! His words are such a contrast to his gentle touch, but they have my body humming. “I want to watch you, too.”
“Yeah?” He rocks faster.
“Yeah,” I gasp. “I want to see what your cock looks like in your hand. I want to watch you while you watch me.”
“Oh god,” Chris moans. He increases the pressure on my clit and thrusts harder, burying himself deep in my center and taking us both over the edge.
I collapse in Chris’s arms, spent. I’m not sure how long I lay there, my lingering contractions gripping at his cock nestled inside me, before I finally have the strength to look at him over my shoulder. He seems just as stunned as I am by the power of our release.
“How is it possible that each time with you is better than the last?” he asks once his breathing slows.
“That hasn’t happened before?” I trace my fingers over the hand that still holds my breast.
“No. I mean, sex is always good, but last night was unbelievable, and I didn’t think it could be any better than that. But this, I’ve never come as hard as I did just now. Your body feels so soft and perfect in my hands. And your words undo me.” Chris kisses my neck.
“Really? How?”
“I had no idea you would be so expressive. I like it.”
“I only told you what I like.”
“Yeah, while you were doing it or asking me to do it. That’s incredibly hot.”
“I must have a vivid imagination,” I say without thinking.
“Where does that come from?” Chris sucks my earlobe into his mouth, sending shivers down my spine, although that might be due to nerves instead of arousal. My vivid imagination comes from reading and writing my own books, but I can’t admit that. Guys may love a woman who can talk dirty, but a woman who can put that on paper and sell it to the masses? I’m not about to test how well a guy will respond to that.
“You must bring it out in me.” I smile. “You know what else you bring out?”
“Hmm?” He strokes my hip.
“My appetite. I’m starving.”
Chris laughs. “I guess we did earn ourselves a big breakfast. Want to go out or eat here?”
I like that he wants to do breakfast together rather than dashing off. It doesn’t leave any room for awkward goodbyes as we scramble to get dressed. Not that I thought things would be awkward given the connection we seem to have, but you never quite know how the first time with someone will work out.
“Let’s eat here. I have a meeting today, but I have time for breakfast first. I could make eggs or pancakes.”
“Charlie has you working on Sunday?”
“This isn’t a meeting for Engage. It’s a new writer’s group I joined to get some feedback on my stories.”
“The ones you’re going to let me read?” Chris whispers in my ear.
“Eventually,” I say. “I’d like to get through this critique before I share.”
“You aren’t ready to share now?”
“I’d like them to be perfect, and I’m not sure they are yet.”
“I’m sure they’re amazing.” Chris kisses me softly. “But I’ll wait until you’re ready. Right now, let’s make pancakes.” He withdraws and makes his way to the bathroom to clean up. I watch his amazing ass as he goes, marveling that it had been in my hands most of the night. Wow. I suspected sex with Chris would be incredible, but it surpassed every expectation I had. Not only is he thorough, giving and borderline relentless in making sure I find release, he’s gentle in the aftermath, holding me and caressing me and making me feel content.
I get up and grab my robe off the hook and pad into the kitchen to make coffee. When Chris finishes, he joins me, wearing his jeans from last night and nothing else. My stomach does a little flip. There’s nothing sexier than a bare-chested, barefoot man walking into the kitchen after a night of steamy sex. I admire his flat stomach, the dusting of hair around his navel that disappears into those low-slung jeans, and sigh. He pulls me into his arms for a kiss, skimming his fingers along the bottom of my robe, which hits high up on my thighs.
“I like this,” he murmurs. “I hope you’re not wearing anything underneath.”
“Patience.” I laugh, trailing my fingers along the muscles of his bare chest. “Breakfast and coffee first, after I brush my teeth.” I dash into the bathroom and very quickly go through my morning ritual before joining him back in the kitchen.
