One
“Fuck, Mae.” Stone groaned as she raked her nails down his chest, leaving a path of red in their wake. Mae loved marking him. Making it known that he was hers, even if the only place she could do that was in their bedroom. No, not theirs. Not technically. Still only his…
“Stone… I need… harder.”
The warm water of the shower sprayed over them, cascading down his neck and shoulders, over his chest, and abs. Stone was perfect. Hard in all the right places. Sofuckinghard. She moaned as he continued his thrusts. One second she was there, opening up her hips and latching her leg around his ass for him to get a better angle and the next thing she knew, he grabbed her hips, lifted her up off the ground and pressed her back against the cold shower wall.
“Sorry, baby,” he groaned into her mouth as he covered her lips with his. Fuck being sorry, the new position was incredible. He was going to hit… oh, shit… he was going to hit… the perfect ... spot.
“Keep moaning, Mae. Just like that. Fuck, I love thatsound. I want you to record it for me… so I can always remember…”
God, she loved him. They fit together perfectly, her walls fluttering around his cock as she sailed towards the cliff of an impending orgasm. Mae smiled as his fingers pushed harder against her hips. “I’ll never…” She gasped as he pulled back before slamming up into her. “Get over.” Another thrust. “How good you feel.”
Her core was molten lava. So much heat and desire coiled tightly around every buzzing nerve ending in her body. They’d been doing this for almost two years. Fucking every chance they got. At first, they both swore it was just to get it out of their systems. But Mae knew better even before Stone ever sank his perfect cock inside of her. She knew she wanted forever with him.
They had both agreed to keep things quiet. Especially from her brother, Hawk, who happened to be one of Stone’s best friends. But slowly, she’d started spending more nights at Stone’s apartment, and after a few months, one by one, their friends had all figured out their secret.
She chuckled, thinking about how her brother was now the only one still in the dark.
“Is the way I’m fucking you funny, Michaela?” His pace picked up as his thumb found her clit, circling it with the exact amount of pressure he knew she liked. Asshole. She was going to climax before the true fun had even started.
“Shit,” she hissed.
“Can’t sass me this close to your orgasm? I’ll have to… fuck.” Stone groaned as Mae sank her teeth into his shoulder. Not hard enough to break the skin, but hard enough that there would be another mark. Another reminder that he was hers.
Even if they’d spent the last week saying things were over.
Even when he’d avoided her.
She was still there.
She’d answered his needy text.
He still looked at her with love in his eyes.
Mae let her eyes drift closed, her nerves igniting in response to every sensation going on in her body. Stone continued his skillful manipulations until she couldn’t hold back the orgasm any more.
“Let go, Michaela. Let go, and come for me. Fall apart on my cock so I can finally fill you up. Give me what I want. One more time.”
That command was the final straw. Mae cried out, her back arching off the tile as her vision dimmed. She felt Stone fall over the edge, his cock pulsating as he emptied himself inside of her.
After actually using what the shower was designed for, Mae let Stone dry her skin, pull his shirt over her head, and carry her to bed. Her fingers traced over his bare chest as they laid in the weird twilight somewhere between asleep and awake. Stone’s muscles tensed under her touch. She loved that her man was so ticklish.
“Would you quit that?” he laughed. “We need to go to sleep. I shouldn’t have kept you up all night…”
“I think begging you for it is proof enough that I knew what I wanted. Besides, nothing big is happening at work today. We could both play hookie if we needed to.”
Stone chuckled. “I swear, you are the worst influence.”
“You know you love me.” She bit down on her lip, knowing that pushing anything with him wouldn’t end well. And yet, she continued. “And you know, if we finally went official,official, we could have this all the time. No more sneaking around Hawk would mean I could move in here. We wouldn’t have to squeeze all our sexy time into once or twice a week when I pretended to fall asleep at one of the girls’ places.”
His body went still, and Mae held her breath. The tensionin his muscles told her everything she needed to know. Stone had spent the night worshiping her body one last time. It wasn’t make-up sex. He’d been saying goodbye.
“You know that can’t happen. I thought…” Stone sighed, rubbing his hands over his eyes. “I thought we were both on the same page. We agreed last week not to have this conversation anymore.”
“And we also agreed that this…” Mae lifted her head and gestured between the two of them. “Wouldn’t happen anymore. So, what’s it going to be? Because you can’t say that the chemistry that started all this between us is just gone. That the feelings that grew in its place just went up in smoke. What we did on the sofa… and the counter… right here in this bed, and in the shower… that didn’t feel like two people who weren’t meant to be together.”
His phone chirped on the bedside table. Stone rolled away from her, sitting up before he grabbed his phone, planted his feet firmly on the ground and pushed up, walking to the place where Mae had stripped him out of his clothes.
