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Panting, from what, I wasn’t sure, because we hadn’t really gotten to that part yet, and despite the fact that I was a terrible runner and my body was sore, I stared at him. And he stared right back at me.
The two of us. He got up on his knees, so I did the same.
“You’re really so beautiful, Layla. Pale. Your red hair like… I’m not good with words. Just stunning. Tell me, are you a redhead everywhere?”
Heat hit my cheeks, and even though I couldn’t see it, I was sure I blushed furiously. “I’m waxed. You’ll never know.”
“Hmm.” He kissed my neck, pressing my breasts against his chest. “But if you weren’t?”
I shook my head. “What do you think?”
“I think you are.” He tugged at my pajama pants. “Don’t wax everywhere. Leave me a strip to see next time.”
Next time? That was going to take a long time to get to. More than four days for sure. I said nothing, however, because I really didn’t want to have the there-isn’t-going-to-be-a-future-for-us conversation again. I wanted to pretend that was possible, and right then, I decided a little self-delusion would be good for the soul.
He was hard through his pajama pants, and I was suddenly glad that tonight he’d worn a shirt because I had the gift of taking it off him. I pressed myself closer, rocking against his erection, and he closed his eyes, letting out a long moan.
“Usually, I don’t like it when it a woman takes control during sex. But with you? I actually don’t mind it. Take what you wantfrom me as long as you understand that I’m going to give you what you need when I think that you need it.”
I shook my head. “Don’t talk about other women in bed with me. Not even that they exist, or I’ll start talking to you about other men.”
Zeke flared his nostrils. “Fair enough.”
He grabbed me by the nape and pulled me to him, kissing me hard. It was a possessive kiss, although I’d never tell him that. I gave him the same right back. Fuck what he did with other women. For however long this lasted, I didn’t want to hear a thing about them ever.
Pleasure pushed sense from my mind. With hands all over each other, we stripped out of the remainder of our clothing. He laid me back down, coming on top of me to look down as his gaze traveled over my body like he wanted to take me in.
“So pretty.” He ran his finger from my belly button down, stopping right over my waxed pussy. “And bare just like you said it would be.”
I reached between us, which was awkward, but I managed, and took his cock in my hand. He was long and hard. I rubbed him from his balls to his tip. He was wet and warm. The biggest I’d ever touched, and I wanted to put my mouth on him. Yet, I hesitated.
There was something almost more intimate about oral sex. The second I put my mouth on him, he would know the things I was hiding. So I didn’t do it. Instead, I kissed him with all the passion I could muster.
He grew even harder under my touch, until he pushed my hand away. “No more. I want to be inside of you.” Zeke pressed a finger inside of me.
“You are so wet.” He took it out and sucked on his own finger. My mouth fell open. What was he doing? “And I love the way you taste. You made me so hard, I’m going to come in your handlike a teenager if I’m not careful next time. I’m going to put my mouth on you and eat you until you give me your juices right onto my tongue.” He pressed his finger back in.
“I know. I promised you orgasms, and it is my ultimate pleasure to give you one right now.”
I didn’t know if I could go off like that. It wasn’t easy for me to get to completion. But the second his finger found my clit it was as though my body turned on. A buzz started in my head and traveled down my spine until I was shaking with want. Still, I wasn’t there. Zeke leaned down to kiss me, whispering in my ear.
“You are so fucking beautiful, Layla. You can let yourself go with me. I’ve got you.”
I knew he did. He kept proving that over and over. And I’d wanted him forever. It was the sound of his voice in my ear that did me in. I exploded around his fingers, so hard that the feeling of his finger on me was suddenly too much. As pleasure took me over, I was too sensitive. It was…
“Too much.” I panted, grabbing on to my eyes then my nose, like my skin was too tight on my body.
He stopped. “It’s okay, Layla. I’m going to get to know your clit so well that the next time we do this, she’ll be ready for me. No one has been taking care of you, and you have to get used to it.”
Zeke kissed me then. Long, luxurious joinings as though he wasn’t hard and aching for completion. But I needed it. This moment where it was like he just let me breathe through what had just happened. Pleasure so intense, it had actually altered how I felt inside. How could that be? Why hadn’t I known that was a possibility?
He lifted his head. “We can stop right here. Go to bed. There’s no need to take this any further tonight if you don’t want to.”
That wasn’t what I wanted. The last thing, in fact. “Come inside of me.”
He nodded. “Love to.”
He scooted us closer before he reached over me to open a drawer. I blinked, confused, until I realized what he was doing. Condoms. Yes, I was glad he’d thought on it. I’d gotten on the pill in preparation for my wedding because I’d thought at some point, I’d be asked to get pregnant and I could stop the pill to do that. But I’d never had sex without a condom.
