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I grin wide. “Tell me again that you want me.”
“I want you in me so damn much, you can’t imagine.”
Fuck, yes. But then, like a musician hitting a wrong note, I realize something. “Fuck, no.”
“What’s wrong?” She pulls back, concern drawing lines across her forehead.
“Ah, do you happen to have any condoms?”
She rolls her eyes. “You’re kidding me, right? Remember the bit where I said it’s been eight years.”
I can’t believe I forgot to get one. I drop my head to her tummy. “I forgot in my rush to get here.” I pull my body up off her. “I can run home and back. Twenty minutes, max.”
Her gaze drops to my fully erect cock. “You can run with that? I don’t think so.”
I look down. She’s right, my dick isn’t going down anytime soon with this gorgeous woman spread naked beneath me.
“But look, I’m on the pill,” she says, smiling wide. “For medical reasons. So … we don’t need a condom.”
“Fuck, I think I love you.”
A faint gasp slips from her open mouth.
“You know what I mean,” I mumble, feeling very uncomfortable about having blurted out my true feelings in the heat of the moment. I do love Dana—I realized that months ago, but saying it like that was crass. She deserves better. Hearts, flowers, and all those things that will show her how I see us.
To dig myself out of the hole I just stepped in, I add, “I’ve never had unprotected sex before. And I haven’t been with another woman for about six months.”
Again, she looks like I’ve shocked her. “Really?”
I grin at her. “No need to look so surprised, D. I’m not a manwhore.”
She quirks one shapely brow at me. “Didn’t say you were. I just thought you were hooking up with women and not mentioning them.”
I shake my head. “Nope. I didn’t want any other woman. And I’m not the kind of asshole who fucks one woman while I’m thinking about another. From the awkward moment when I woke up in your London hotel room with my wood poking into the curve of your butt, it was always you.”
“I think I might cry again,” she whispers, her voice trembling.
“Happy tears?”
Her hands reach up, cupping my jaw. “Absolutely. Now please fuck me.” She pulls my face to hers, meeting me halfway with a lift of her head until our lips come together. I can still taste her orgasm, and when her tongue dips into my mouth, it’s so fucking hot.
It’s a deep, hungry kiss full of passion and need, with promises of sexy times to follow.
I position my hips between her thighs. Her legs wrapping tightly around my waist like she never wants to let me go. I hope that’s true because this is where I belong. I slide my cock through her slick folds, then ease into her channel, inch by inch. She feels fucking amazing without a condom. And the sounds of our bodies coming together, her wet walls coating my shaft, ramp up the heat.
“Oh, sweetheart. You feel so good,” I grind out, sliding in further until I’m balls deep. I press my lips to hers in another kiss.
Her answering moans vibrate against my mouth, and I drink in the honeyed tones.
Withdrawing slightly, I pump into her body again, pouring all my emotions from the last five months into the movement. I love this woman, and I want her to feel how much with each stroke of us coming together.
“Is this … what you wanted … sweetheart?” I keep up the steady rhythm, in and out.
“Don’t stop,” she demands huskily.
“I’ve no plans of stopping.” I increase the pace. Tensing my jaw to hold back my building climax. But those sexy sounds falling from her lips are making it increasingly impossible. I reach between us to rub her clit, and her cries turn desperate. I rub harder. Her explosive release comes seconds later as her muscle walls contract around me in pleasure.
Dragging my own climax from my body in a long, thick stream of cum, I fall into oblivion right after her. I would die a happy man buried to the hilt inside this amazing woman.
