Sully lowered me so that my feet were on the ground. I got my first look at all of him as I sat back on his bed. He placed a hand on either side of my hips and kissed my nose as he pushed gently. I slid back and lowered down onto the bed with him following. Holy shit. God must be really happy with me, because he was a thing of beauty. I sent up a quick prayer of thanks.
Coming to a stop with my head near the headboard, I looked down the length of his body, then back to his face. “Can I get my cell phone and just snap a few photos of you? Because I can’t dream up anything this good, and I don’t want to forget it,” I said, grinning up at him.
This was happening. This was finally happening. I thought for a minute about how this could change things and decided that I could have that conversation with myself at another time.
“No phones, babe. But, just to say, you are a fucking vision yourself.” He pressed a kiss to my lips. “So”—another kiss to my right breast—“much”—and a kiss to my left breast—“beauty.” Sully lowered his body to my side as his mouth came back to hit mine. His hand wandered south, parting me as he slid a finger in. I gasped into his breath, our eyes locking as warmth and tightness started spiraling through me, taking me higher and higher. In what felt like seconds, I was panting and ready to lose my mind. I arched into him. Ahh.
“Ready,” I breathed out, more than ready for him to get moving here.
Sully chuckled. “Hell no, Mags. We’ve been building to this for a while. I have lots of fantasies built up about you.”
“Fantasies?” I panted.
Sully lowered his lips to my breast, tugging a nipple into his mouth. “Oh yeah.” Worshipping one breast, he moved across the swell to the other one. His tongue traced my nipple as he watched me, his fingers still sliding in and out as well. I couldn’t focus. Sensations washed over me, and I was overcome with feelings. I watched his gaze sharpen as his hands picked up speed and he leaned down to tug on a nipple with his mouth. That did it.
“Sully,” I breathed out as my entire body arched up and my climax hit faster than any had before.
Sully gentled his kisses, and his fingers slid out after my climax. His hands traced over my hips, then around to my butt, back to my stomach, and over my breasts, dancing constantly over my skin. I felt like I was lit up from within. Finally I opened my eyes to see his gaze positively devouring me. Catching me watching him, he leaned in to press a kiss to my mouth.
“That was fucking hot,” he growled.
I raised a brow. “Yeah?”
His nose nudged under my jawline as his tongue trailed down my neck. “You get a flush from your neck over your breasts when you orgasm.” He sucked my neck a little, then pulled back to meet my eyes. “Hot.”
“So we’re done here?” I asked, biting back a grin.
His eyes darkened. “I’ve waited years, Maggie. We’re nowhere close to done.” He slid his fingers back to my core, circling my sensitive clit and sliding in. His mouth landed on my neck again. “So damn sexy, babe.”
My eyes closed as I dropped my head to his as he began to slowly build something inside me once again, faster than I ever thought possible after I already climaxed. Within seconds I was panting and ready to lose my mind once again. The man was a magician.
“Sully, come on,” I begged, working to get my breath. “Please.”
“Protection?” he growled, pulling away from me.
“I’m on the pill,” I whispered, trying like hell to pull him back to me.
“Condoms too, drawer.” His head jerked toward the side table. I rolled over to check it out. Pulling open a drawer, I saw the box inside. I pushed away the thought of how often he might need one here with someone else and grabbed one off the strip before handing him the foil packet. He tore it open with his teeth, then rolled it on. Positioning himself between my legs, our eyes locked. He dipped his head, kissing the swells of my breasts, then coming back up to meet my mouth. “It’s been a while, Mags, I’m not going to last long.”
“We don’t have to be one and done, right?” I asked, thinking I might lose my mind if we didn’t get moving here.
“I like the way you think, Maggie Jameson,” Sully whispered.
“Well, thanks, Cole Sullivan. Now let’s stop screwing around and make this happen,” I panted.
He grabbed a pillow, which he slid under my ass, then gently lined up and gave me everything I’d been wanting for far too many years.
Holy hell. Stars. I mean, I was no virgin, but sweet Jesus. That’s not to say I’ve had a parade of guys through my bedroom, but there have been a few over the years. And I enjoyed sex before, I really did. But this? Damn. We’d barely started before Sully switched angles and I gasped. I’d heard stories of that fabled location called a G-spot, but I’m pretty sure no one ever found mine before. I could only assume that was what was happening, but before I knew it, I came completely apart. I was vaguely aware of Sully following me over that cliff as he slowed down and then collapsed on top of me as we both panted. I took a breath, then another, trying to tamp down the swell of emotion that threatened to spill out.
* * *
Sully
I took a deep breath and worked to get my racing heart under control. How had the very thing I dreamed about for so long become my reality? Mind-blowing. I’d always guessed Maggie and I would be amazing together. Good to see I wasn’t wrong there. Shifting above Maggie, I worked to turn the two of us to our side while remaining connected. It was ridiculous, probably, but I didn’t want to lose her yet. Maggie’s eyes were closed, and I couldn’t read her expression. I pressed a light kiss to one eye, then the other. Slowly, her eyes opened and her warm gaze met mine.
“You good?” I whispered.
“Beyond good,” she whispered back. “Not sure if I can move.”
