“Harder,” I begged, knowing he had it in him.
Taking my hips in a bruising grip, he pulled almost all the way out, then slammed back in. I had the sense he couldn’t hold back, even if he’d wanted to. Not when it felt this good.
“Again. And again.”
I took myself in hand as he continued to thrust, nailing that perfect spot inside me over and over.
Pleasure built until I couldn’t hold off a second more. “Coming,” I choked out. He increased his speed, his angle, the roll of his hips, and I saw stars.
I came so hard that it took a few long blinks for my brain to come back online. With the way his hips were stuttering behind me, he had to be experiencing the same bliss.
“Fuck,” he cried. “Fuck, fuck,fuck.”
He collapsed against me, taking me down with him. Once he was coherent enough to slip from me, he chuckled.
“Hmm?” I asked dreamily, turning to admire his muscles as he knotted the condom. “Wha’so funny?”
“Definitely going to that clinic in the morning.”
“I said that mid-orgasm. We don’t?—”
His fierce look stopped me.
“Okay, then,” I said, smiling as I drew him down for a kiss.
We finally cleaned up, even tossing our muddy clothes into the wash, then met back in bed. We couldn’t stop looking into each other’s eyes. I tightened my arms around him, loving the way he fit up against my chest as I silently vowed to never let him go.
CHAPTER21
walker
I woke to hazy gray morning light, and the second I shifted, several previously undiscovered muscles complained. I was sore everywhere. Hell, even my eyelids were a little pissed at me. I’d for sure pissed off my knee, strained my hip, and maybe torqued one of my shoulders. Most importantly, though, my ass had been stretched by a man I couldn’t believe wanted me this way.
I loved every fucking ache.
Ozzie’s steady breathing hitched, and he blinked awake, his melty-brown eyes catching the filtered rays.
“Fuck, I love your mouth,” I said, stupidly.
“That’s just because you know what it did to you last night,” he said, awarding me with a brilliant smile, which was gorgeous against his darker skin. His expression went serious for a moment. “So… no gay panic?”
I shook my head, drawing my fingertip down his nose. “Not even a little. Just a sense of wondering where this was all my life.”
“Right here, baby.” He followed that up with a wink, which…fuuuuck. Knowing he felt good about what he’d done to me turned me on all over again.
He had a lot to be proud of. Taking turns was just the beginning of the night. He’d played with me, edging me until I was a begging mess. We then took turns again, basically fucking each other until we passed out.
I was exhausted, achy, and needed another four hours of sleep, but I had a promise to keep.
“You’re sure the pharmacy in San Marcos is open on a Sunday morning?” I asked, checking the time. We’d looked it up and, while the same pharmacy had a branch in Seguin, I didn’t want to chance running into anyone I knew. I’d promised Ozzie that I didn’t plan on hiding forever, and he assured me that it was okay to take some time to figure myself out.
He nodded, holding up his phone to show me the website. “The on-site clinic’s been open for an hour already. We’ll go, get our blood drawn, grab breakfast, then come back here to nap and fuck until we can’t move.”
I cursed under my breath. Who had I become? And why did I like this version of me so much?
“When will we get the results?”
“Wednesday or Thursday.”
