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He slid his finger out of her, and she wanted to cry. “I—” The protest stuck in her throat as his slick finger moved against her above her entrance. It was as if an inferno slid within her, and her breath strangled in her throat.
“I’ve got you, Celia,” he said, his finger entering her again. All thought raced out of her as everything focused on the feel of his finger withdrawing, then its slick slide over the most sensitive part of her. Instead of retreating, he circled, sliding again, and again.
Suddenly a pulsing slid through her, one so intense her legs spasmed closed around his hand. Trenton captured her scream with a kiss as the waves inside seemed to shake her apart, his finger stroking her through it.
Her body became boneless as she fell limp against the couch. His hand had slid away from her down there, and instead he hugged her to him, softly ending the kiss. “You’re so sweet,” he murmured in her ear. “I want you so much. Can I still have you?”
She nodded, but a drowsiness had slipped over her, and she curled into him.
He chuckled against her, one of his hands slipping between them. Then two of his fingers entered her.
Her eyes widened as the ache from before returned, somehow even more intense almost immediately as his fingers moved. She gasped as a bright sparkle glittered behind her eyes each time his fingers plunged in. “Wait, Trenton, it—” He wasn’t in time to capture her scream as the pulsing arced through her, more intense than before. Her legs curled up, pulling his hand tighter against her before she lost all thought.
“Oh, God, Celia.” He shifted, but her eyes felt too heavy to lift. When he next spoke, the air moved above her vagina, making a shiver shift through her. “I need to do it again.” Then his tongue stroked over what his slick finger had rubbed before. It was as if her body had been waiting for his mouth, a lance of feeling shooting into her even as his hands grabbed her ass and shifted her fully against his lips. The same soft lips that had kissed her before closed gently around her sensitive part, and sucked.
Her hips bucked against his mouth as he licked, then sucked. A lance of pleasure so intense it could have been pain shot through her on the tenth stroke, and her body pulsed again, with him using his mouth on her throughout the long pulses.
She didn’t think she could remember her own name anymore.
His head turned, and he kissed her thigh before crawling up her body. His dick settled against her wetness, so hard and hot, as his hands slid under her to grip her ass again. “Are you still with me?”
Her head shifted on the couch as she forced her eyes open. His were intense on hers, searching. Her mouth was too dry to find any words.
Instead, she slid her arms around his neck again, and her legs curled up until her feet could wrap around his back. The movement caused him to slide slightly inside of her.
His eyes closed as his jaw tensed. With a groan, his hips arched forward, and the full length of him slid inside her to the hilt. He was big and hot and hard, and she’d never felt so full.
Her head shifted as she clenched around him. All she felt were thrums of pleasure. It was the first time a man had filled her and there had been no pain.
He pulled back, his dick sliding almost fully out of her, and then slid deep again. Pleasure rocked through her, and her legs tightened around him. “Please,” she said, but she couldn’t imagine what she was asking for. Maybe that he’d never stop.
Trenton kissed her again, capturing her next strangled cry as he repeated the movement, only faster. Her hips rose to meet him this time, and the bright sparkle behind her eyes returned. She’d lost count of his strokes when that strange pulsing started again, but she welcomed it, allowing it to spread throughout her. Trenton tensed against her, his whole body stiffening as he cried out in her mouth, and his warm pulsing joined hers.
He collapsed against her, heavy, but she didn’t care. She wrapped her arms around him. His heart pounded in time with hers, fast and sporadic, thumps of happiness.
That was what she felt: happy.
“So that’s what good sex is like,” she murmured into his neck.
His laugh rumbled against her.
Chapter 20
Trentonknewheshouldlift himself off her, but he was reluctant to do anything to part them. He’d never lost himself so completely in sex, or come so hard that his ears rang. She’d been so damn responsive, though, as if any touch from him and only him would toss her into another orgasm. He’d never been so rock hard and desperate to be inside a woman.
Not even with his wife.
The thought finished off his softening, and he sat up as his penis slipped out of her. Glancing down, he saw the slickness between her thighs and froze. Damn, he hadn’t taken care of her at all. “I came inside of you.”
She struggled to rise onto her elbows. “What?”
Trenton met her gaze. “I didn’t wear a condom.”
“Oh,” Celia said, “I’m on the pill.” She bit her lip, her eyes sliding away. “I’ve always heard an orgasm for a guy isn’t as good with a condom, anyway.”
The ache in his suddenly clenched knuckles returned. He really should have kept punching that fiancé. He rose, scooping her up in his arms.
Celia’s eyes went wide as she clutched at him. “What are you doing?”
