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And then refusing to let go when it subsides.
“Baby.” He’s moving hard, fast, with a new urgency in his voice. “I’m real close.”
My answer is to tighten my legs around his body.No, you can’t go.
I never ever want to let go of him again. He’s mine.
Micah unleashes a husky groan when he realizes I have no intention of relaxing my grip. Still, it would be easy for him to pull away if he chose to.
But he doesn’t break his rhythm, doesn’t pull out. He shifts his hips and drives into me at a new angle, reaching a spot that makes me gasp, see stars and dig my fingers into his skin so hard I might be bruising us both.
He pauses, stares down at me with those ferocious eyes of his, then thrusts hard.
And again.
Finally, he cracks with a deep groan. The feeling is new, unique, as the hot wave of his release breaks inside of me. I relish every shudder that vibrates through him, loving the sensation of no barrier between us as he pumps himself into me.
Only when he drops his head and starts to slide away do I relax my taut muscles, regretting the loss of his body already and eager to have him again.
Micah breathes into my neck, both of us sweaty. Spent. Satisfied.
At least for now.
The moment we’ve just shared is supremely intimate, and possibly foolish.
But I won’t be sorry. Not tonight or ever.
I run my fingertips over his skin and wish that there was no need to ever leave this position. Who needs work? I don’t need anything but this.
Micah lifts his head, flashing one of his wolfish smirks. Without warning, his hand dives between my legs, dips one strong finger inside and then brings it to my lips. I take his finger in my mouth and suck it clean, enjoying the mingled taste of us.
And then my stomach decides to interrupt the sexy scene with a rumble because I haven’t eaten anything since breakfast.
Micah, hair tousled, completely sexy, lifts an eyebrow. “Aw, do I need to feed you some more juice, honey?”
I make a face. “Maybe. I was so busy helping Dani prepare the food that I forgot to eat any.”
He runs his hand over my hip and leans down to drop a kiss there. “Hold on, I’ll go hunting.”
Micah, never one to have an issue with strutting around naked, springs right off the bed to rummage in the kitchen.
With the nerves between my legs still buzzing amid a sensual wetness from what he left behind, I roll over on my belly and enjoy the view of my naked boyfriend. It’s possible that his impressive muscles grew even bigger during his Vegas stint. “You mean you have real food here for once?”
He winks and flings open the fridge. “Took a rare field trip to the grocery store yesterday. I can make scrambled eggs. How’s that?”
“Sounds divine. Do you have coffee too?”
“Fuck yeah, I’m not a barbarian.” He opens a cabinet and pulls out a can.
“Is that instant?”
He throws me a look. “Don’t be a snob.”
With a laugh, I rub my arms. It’s a little chilly in here.
Micah sees and sets the carton of eggs on the counter before proceeding in all his naked glory to the battered chest of drawers. “Soon you’re gonna own all my hoodies.” He tosses over a plain grey one.
I slip it over my head, grateful for the warmth as I inhale his scent. “Maybe that was my plan all along.”
