He stood, and I thought we might be done for the night. Honestly, I was fine to go to bed after that.
Just kidding.
I wanted to order about twelve more, please and thank you.
But he was only just starting. He grabbed my ass with both hands and yanked me off the floor. I wrapped my legs around him to steady us both and felt his hardness beneath his unbuttoned shorts.
His mouth was on mine before I could ask any questions, and we were kissing and walking and groping all the way to the bed.
“I just got tested,” he said between dirty kisses I wouldn’t have allowed with any other man. “If you’re wondering. I’m clean.”
“Same,” I told him quickly since he hadn’t asked.
“Eliza, uh, mentioned you went together. So I assumed.”
I pulled back, trying not to smile. “Bold of you.”
He shrugged. “I’m a bold kind of guy.” Then he dropped me on the bed.
I squeaked, but he landed on top of me before I could make a full sound. His shorts had disappeared somewhere in the half second it took him to follow. And I felt the silky length of him against my thigh.
A delicious shiver of anticipation ran through me. I hadn’t let myself remember how good this was with him. It had been there in a detached kind of way. But memories of our nights together before flooded my mind. God, no wonder I’d been so disappointed things had ended. Charlie was good at this.
So fucking good.
He started with his fingers again, his thumb massaging just the right way. His mouth found my nipple and sucked and bit and tasted until my back arched off the bed. Then, just when I’d started to get close, he reached for a condom and slid it on.
“Where did that come from?” I asked, eyebrow raised.
He suppressed a smile. “Oh you know, I thought I better come prepared. I know how demanding you get.”
“How demanding I get?” I raised a second eyebrow. “Did you assume I’d say yes to the girlfriend shit all along? Did you plan this, Charlie? Did you seduce me into commitment?”
He covered me with his body, holding his weight above me with his arms. His biceps bulged. His stomach muscles rippled. God, he was too much.
Grinning down at me, he managed to shrug. “Better get it out in the open right now, I guess.” His knee nudged my left thigh to the side so he could position himself at my entrance. I shivered again. I was too sensitive. Too stimulated. He was going to make me come just like this. He leaned down and kissed me again.
“Get what out in the open?” I asked, eyes fluttering closed.
“I plan on seducing you whenever I want to get my way.”
My eyes snapped open. “You honestly think that will work?”
He plunged inside me, and my back arched off the bed as I adjusted to his full length. My fingers curled into his shoulders, and I cried out in pleasure and surprise.
He grinned again. “Yeah, Ade,” he said with his mouth pressed against my temple. “I think it will work.”
And then we stopped talking because he started moving. He pushed my knee up toward my hip and kept me spread open to him. I was thankful for Pilates because fuck, he was turning this into the best kind of workout.
I was so close, but he made me wait for him. And by the time he was ready, I was whimpering and begging and gasping for breath.
We came together in a skydiving sensation—as if we’d just jumped out of a plane. I let the fall take me, wrapping my body around him as tightly as I could. He absorbed my tremors, and I absorbed his. And then we continued to lay like that while the ecstasy rolled off our bodies in waves of bliss and satisfaction.
When the pleasure had fully receded, we continued to stay like that. Holding each other. Holding on to each other.
I didn’t want to let go. My heart had never felt so whole as it did right this second. I had never felt so fully at peace. So completely myself. So... completely somebody else’s.
This hadn’t just been sex. Or the start of a relationship. This was something like healing. Something like putting broken pieces back together.
