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“Condoms?” she asked, feeling panicked suddenly. “Please tell me…”
“The hotel has provided some. I saw them in the bedside drawer.”
He went to the opposite side of the bed to the one she’d been sleeping on and pulled a drawer open, producing a box of protection and setting it on the nightstand.
He opened it and produced a packet, handing it to her. “Put it on me,” he said, his voice rough.
And she couldn’t deny him. Because it was an order. Because she could tell that beneath every order was a desperation that she didn’t entirely understand, but that she couldn’t ignore.
She opened the packet, hoping he didn’t notice her shaking hands, and, after examining it to make sure she was holding it the right way, she positioned the condom over his length and rolled it onto him. He was so hot and hard beneath her hand. Different than she’d imagined a man would feel. Better.
And she wanted all of him. Wanted him inside her.
“What else would you like?” she asked, meeting his gaze, loving the darkness in his eyes, the heat.
“I want you on your back. And I want you to wrap your legs around my back.”
She complied, her heart pounding furiously. He positioned himself, the head of him testing the entrance to her body. He pushed forward, starting to stretch her. It hurt a bit, no dramatic tearing, but not painless.
Her breath was sucked from her lungs when he thrust into her fully, buried to the hilt, so deep in her, his chest pressed against hers. It hurt. But that wasn’t the dominant feeling. It was the intense connection. The feeling of being completely joined to someone else, almost like she was a part of him.
“Julia…”
“I’m fine,” she said, kissing the corner of his mouth, his cheek. “I’m fine. Please. Just…please.”
He reached beneath her and cupped her butt, drawing her in tighter. And she did as she was told, wrapped her legs around him as he started to move in her. Each thrust brought his body into contact with the sensitive bundle of nerves at the apex of her thighs. Each thrust drove her higher, closer to another release.
It should be impossible after such an explosive orgasm, but he was taking her there. Too fast. Too intense.
She bit her lip, trying to hold back the groan of pleasure climbing her throat, trying to stop the rising tide of release that was threatening to wash her away completely.
But there was no holding either one back.
She held on to him as the storm took hold, and as she shuddered out her last gasp of pleasure, Ferro stiffened above her, his muscles shaking as his own release pounded through him, as he spent himself completely.
She clung to him, held his head to her chest, their breaths harsh, her heart beating hard. She could feel his against her body, in rhythm with hers.
He rolled away from her and sat up, the muscles in his back shifting with the movement. He put his head down, his face in his hands for a moment before he threw the blankets aside and stood quickly.
He went into the bathroom and closed the door behind him.
Julia sat up, drew her knees to her chest and waited. He didn’t reappear. After a while she picked her phone up and started playing a game, trying to ignore the pressure that was building in her chest. She heard the shower turn on and blinked rapidly. She shouldn’t be crying. She shouldn’t even be tempted to cry. This was a learning experience. She and Ferro were lovers. Nothing more. If he wanted to roll out of bed without saying a word and take a shower by himself, then he was welcome to. Fine and fine.
She shivered and set her phone down, then got out of bed and went to her suitcase. She’d tossed her sweats onto the top of it when she’d gotten up that morning. A morning that seemed like it had happened days and days ago. Or in an alternate universe.
She’d crossed over the veil, into some strange place where hot men like Ferro noticed her, wanted her, took her. She jerked her T-shirt on, then started working on her pants. Oh, yes, then after that they left her cold and alone in bed.
If it was an alternate universe, it had some striking similarities to the usual one. And she wasn’t all that thrilled about it. Because yeah, the hot dude had wanted her. But only for a little bit.
She climbed back into the bed. It smelled like him. Like sweat. Like sex. She wished he would just come back and put his arms around her for a moment, because after being so close to him, after having him in her like that, she felt more alone without him than she ever had.
