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“Ready?”
She nods.
I slip the tip of my cock inside her, then enter her with one thrust. Jodie’s cry bounces off the walls.
“Are you okay?” I ask her with concern.
I was planning on going slow, but…
“I’m fine,” Jodie assures me as she looks into my eyes, her own glossed over with lust. “Move.”
I obey, keeping my gaze on her face as I thrust into her body and grunting as I try to keep my cock from bursting inside her exquisitely tight passage.
Fucking amazing. I can feel her heat through the rubber and my cock swells. Any more and it might break.
“Shit,” Jodie lets out a curse of her own. “Did you just get bigger?”
Instead of answering, I plant a firm kiss on her mouth. Then I continue moving.
Jodie breaks the kiss to take a gulp of air. Her hands clutch my shoulders as she closes her eyes.
Even then, I can’t help but stare at her, captivated by the look on her face – her eyes squeezed shut, her cheeks red, her swollen lips parted.
Through the haze of pleasure, the thought that other men have seen Jodie like this enters my mind. How many? Two? Three? Five?
Jealousy swirls in my chest and my self-control, already hanging by a thread, snaps. My hips speed up, going into a different gear. My head spins.
Jodie’s mine. Mine.
I didn’t have a drop of alcohol to drink and yet I feel dangerously intoxicated as I pound into her, unable to get enough of this amazing sensation.
More. More. Harder. Faster.
Then Jodie lets out a loud cry as she throws her head back. I tumble right into the eye of the storm moments after. One final thrust and I bury my cock deep inside her still trembling body, unleashing the fire in my heavy balls inside the rubber sheath. A groan rumbles in my throat.
Jodie lies still beneath me. Her arms fall to her sides. Her eyes open but she stares blankly at the ceiling as she gasps for air.
I pull out of her before the condom breaks and dispose of it. Then I return to her side.
“Are you okay?” I ask her.
Jodie nods. “Was it really that intense the first time?”
I wipe the sweat off my forehead. “I think I got more carried away this time. It’s your fault.”
Her eyebrows furrow. “Mine?”
“You’re hotter when you’re sober,” I answer as I plant a kiss on her breast.
To my surprise, Jodie’s hand wraps around my cock.
“Can you keep going?”
My cock stiffens in response.
I narrow my eyes at her. “You really know how to rile a man up, don’t you?”
Jodie just gives me a mischievous grin. A shiver goes down my spine.
Heaven help me.
Chapter Eleven
Jodie
I wake up feeling like I’m on cloud nine.
Even before I open my eyes, the memories of last night and this morning flood back into my mind. A smile forms on my lips as I turn on my back, growing wider as I stare at the ceiling.
Yes, I remember. I remember everything.
Every touch that felt like a match being struck against my skin. Every kiss that seemed to suck out every bit of oxygen from my lungs. Every swipe of that tongue that caused me to melt from the inside out. Every thrust that sent ripples of heat and pleasure throughout every inch of my body.
The memories send a shiver down my spine and fresh heat to my cheeks. I purse my lips.
Leo’s right. We’re good in bed. No, great.
I don’t think I’ve ever had this much sex with someone in one night or that I enjoyed it this much.
I’d tell Leo that out loud, but even before I turn my head to check the other side of the bed, I know he’s not here. One quick glance around tells me he isn’t in the room, either.
Is he in the bathroom? In the gym working out? Or maybe in the living room working on his laptop? I can tell from the bright light streaming into the room that it’s already late. Surely, he’s just somewhere in the apartment.
Unless he left. Unless he didn’t tell me the whole truth about his meeting with his father yesterday, that he actually found out his father murdered mine and now he’s gone to face his father and…
Just like that, the euphoria vanishes. I get out of bed but sink to the carpet as my head spins, probably because I got up too fast, and my still weak legs fail to hold me up. Shit. I pick myself up slowly and take a moment to steady myself. As I wait for some of my strength to return, I see the messy pile of my clothes on a chair. I grab my shirt and head out of the room. My muscles still feel heavy. I still feel sore between my legs. I ignore both as I walk down the hall.
