Yeah, I’m going to call him thatright now. I need to. My soul needs this even more than my body does.
“Maybe.” Desire fills his tone. He’s deliciously needy, sounding nothing like the man who helped run my morning meeting or sat in on meetings with me today.
Nothing like the excellent and professional attorney who, until today, I never pictured like this.
I take my time, able to push back my own desire now that I have aneager goal in mind. With every shift of my hips I pay attention to him, to his reactions, trying to recreate gasps and moans.
It takes me a little while, but I sense the way his whole body begins to tense and moves with me. “More, please,” he whines.
Adding a little extra force at the bottom of every stroke seems to be what he needs, if the sounds he’s making are any indication.
Another coupleof minutes of that, and he starts nodding. “Yeah, almost… Yeah.”
It’s like sweet torture, holding myself back until I feel his ass start contracting around my cock, squeezing me, about the same time he lets out a sexy, deep cry and his cock erupts between us.
His hands clamp down on mine. I hold on as I start fucking him, driving him up the bed, digging in and wanting to finish quickly now,while echoes of his climax still roll through him.
It’s even better than the earlier one. Pleasure threatens to split me apart from the balls and straight up my spinal column. I’d forgotten how damnedgoodsex could feel. My body tenses as I take a couple of final strokes and bury myself deep inside him, kissing him, falling still and never wanting to move.
It’s tempting to doze off like this,except I need to clean up, and he probably does, too. I nip his bottom lip and force myself to sit up. In the dim light, I find his hand and hold on.
“Come on,” I say. “Shower.”
We rinse off and are back in bed five minutes later, and did I say I wasn’t going to sleep tonight?
I barely make it back to bed before my eyes are demanding I close them.
And I pull him tightly against my body, wrapmy arms and legs around him, and for the first time in two years I fall asleep immediately, without Xanax or alcohol or crying, and without the sound of the wind or the screaming in my head.
