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I want him to touch me there—everywhere.
“What’s your favorite part about fucking me?” His voice is rough and cool all at the same time. I don’t understand how he can say the things he does and not sound like a complete pervert, but he doesn’t. It’s sexy and hot. Maybe just because I thinkhe’ssexy and hot.
“The way you make me feel,” I answer without hesitation.
He smirks as his thumb glides over my nipple again. My breath comes out trembling, and as if he knows exactly what I need from him, his hand leaves my breast and slips between my legs, cupping me there.
Silence.
Complete and total silence as we stare at one another. Then he slips two fingers inside of me. He curls them, causing my eyes to roll back as I let that sensation wash over me. I love the way he feels inside of me. It doesn’t matter if it’s his hand or his length. It all feels so good, and I want more.
He leans forward until his mouth touches mine, but he doesn’t deepen the kiss and his fingers don’t stop. He breathes, and I suck in his exhaled breath, loving that he’s inside of me in two places at once.
“Yeah,” he rasps against my lips. “There’s that,” he chuckles against my mouth, then his hand is gone.
Seconds later, I’m up in his arms, and he carries me over to the bed, laying me down on my back as his hips fit between my thighs. I feel his length press against my center before he slowly sinks inside of me.
I wrap my legs around his back and my arms around his shoulders, my nails digging into his flesh there as I hold on to him. He laughs as if he thinks I’m cute or something. I’m not quite sure what he’s thinking. He’s not always very transparent when it comes to that.
Shifting forward, he touches his mouth to mine again, our breaths merging as he moves inside of me as well. This is ten times better than his fingers, and I love his fingers. I’m being stretched to the limit, though, and the sensation of being torn in half feels amazing.
Knowing I won’t be torn apart but feeling like I just might. There’s a bit of danger that comes with it, and I think that’s what excites me. Coleman pulls almost completely out of me, then slams back inside with a single thrust, once, twice, and then it feels as if something has been released inside of him. He doesn’t just fuck me, hefucksme. If I didn’t know anything about him, I would assume he was angry with me, but there is nothing else that would indicate that. It’s a hard fuck, and at the same time… it’s beautiful.
Because it’s him.
Because it’s me.
Because it’s us.
ChapterThirty-Seven
CLAIRE
My entire bodyhurts in the most perfect way. Opening my eyes, I look to the side of the bed, expecting to see Coleman there, but he isn’t. It shouldn’t surprise me that he’s already up, but I wanted to wake up beside him.
Letting out a sigh, I moan as I force myself to sit up, then throw my legs over the side of the bed and stand. I take one step toward the bathroom but pause when I hear men’s voices. It takes a moment for the voices to register. It’s Coleman and Andrew.
They’re talking.
Hurrying in the bathroom, I find a hotel robe in the closet and slip it on before I open the door and head toward them. They’re sitting at the breakfast table, some room service plates between them, and they’re laughing.
I can’t remember the last time I saw Andrew laugh, truly laugh. Coleman turns toward me, and his gaze travels down my body, then back up to meet mine with a smug smirk playing on his lips. He knows I’m exhausted from last night and the wee hours of the morning when he fucked me again.
“Good morning, hummingbird,” he murmurs.
“You ordered?” I move toward them.
“Coleman said I could order one of everything, so I did,” Andrew explains, his teenage voice higher pitched and louder than usual, laced with excitement.
I can’t hold back the smile that plays on my lips at his words. He’s so excited, he’s so happy, and he looks nothing like a teenage boy who has just lost his entire family. Maybe he’s more like me than I ever realized.
Maybe he was hurt by them, saw them for who and what they were.
Maybe he’s more relieved than sad.
I know I am.
“Eat, then I’ve got something to show both of you,” Coleman announces.
