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The look of heat in her eyes at my admission has me even harder than I was to begin with. The smile gets wiped away from my face as the heat zaps between us like we’re both holding onto a live wire.
“Oh shit, it looks like you’re going to eat me alive.”
“I just might,” she admits. “Hearing that you took care of yourself. You don’t know what that does to me.”
I have a good feeling I know exactly what it does to her. That’s why I reach down and stroke myself as I watch her reaction. Her eyes drift down my body and land on my hand wrapped around myself, and she shudders in response.
She.
Physically.
Shudders.
Her eyes are glued to me, she’s licking her lips, and her breathing gets heavier. I can’t stop. The look of pure lust in her eyes has me more turned on than I think I’ve ever been before. Until she reaches down and slowly starts rubbing herself.
Nope. Now I’m more turned on than I’ve ever been before.
She’s watching me, and I’m watching her. I hear her soft moans, I watch her fingers become slick with her wetness, and I’m so close to exploding. But I don’t.
I quickly fit myself with the condom and climb over her. Her legs open wide for me, but her fingers are still between her thighs. I reach down and remove her hand, pull it up to my mouth, and suck on her fingers. Her eyes flare with lust, and she takes a shaky breath. She pulls her fingers out of my mouth before she uses her hand to guide me into her.
Heaven.
“Shi-i-it… Tess. How. How are you so tight?” I groan into her neck as I take a moment to relish in being inside her again, completely still. Part of me wishes that we didn’t have the barrier between us, but I also want this to last. We may have all week, but I intend to get my fill of Tess the entire time.
“Barrett,” she says breathlessly, “can we have this conversation later? Right now I just need you to move.”
“Yeah. Yeah, I will. But holy… you’re tight. I can’t… it’s just too much.”
My hips start moving slowly, but soon the sensation takes over, and I can’t control myself any longer. Our bodies slap against one another in a fury that I’ve never experienced before, the sounds of our love rekindling echoing off the cabin walls.
“Hold on.”
“What?” she asks in a lust-filled daze.
I don’t answer her though, my response not needed when she realizes what my words mean. I grab her knees and raise up on my own, bringing her legs over my shoulders. My hips move back and forth wildly, her hips meeting me thrust for thrust. Sweat beads on my forehead, and my fingers dig into the flesh at her hips. Her breasts are bouncing wildly, and our breathing is erratic. Her arms are raised over her head, gripping the slats in the headboard, giving herself leverage.
“Love you,” I grunt.
She nods. “Love. You.” Her words are quiet. Breathless.
Soon I feel her clench me tightly, her walls rippling around me, she soars, crying out my name. And I roar out through my release, and she screams through hers. I collapse on top of her, and we both lie wrapped in each other’s arms, breathless and completely sated, and once again… us.
“Maybe Lauren was right about being re-virginized.” Tess’s voice cuts through the quietness of the room as she giggles.
“I have no idea what that means, but get ready.”
“Huh?”
I answer by grabbing her by the waist and flipping her over, kissing her over every square inch of her body.
Chapter Seventeen
Tess
I’m sitting on one of the chocolate-brown leather barstools next to the kitchen island. Barrett’s back is to me as he whips up some omelets for breakfast. He’s not much of a cook; he’s just never enjoyed it like I do. He grills, makes excellent tacos and fajitas, but breakfast is his thing. When we had Cole, he was trying to help out in little ways and breakfast became it. I ate so many different types of eggs, dishes with ham or bacon or sausage, and pancakes in Cole’s first year of life that, for a while, I couldn’t even look at it.
Now, though, the kids and I actually beg him to make breakfast. He’s the breakfast master in our home. He seems to love it, too. After sleeping in this morning, being exhausted after a long night of finding each other again, he woke me up the same way he exhausted me, then told me he was making breakfast.
