Savannah braced her hands on my chest as her hips rose and fell. I tugged at her nipples and felt her tighten around me with each pull. Her head fell back as she moved faster and ground her body against me. I knew she was close to her peak and I fisted her hair, pulling her torso down to use my mouth on her nipples.
Suddenly, she tensed over me, her body shaking wildly as she cried out, and I could no longer hold myself back. Twisting, I rolled our bodies and began to ride her hard, sliding deeper with each stroke.
She whimpered beneath me as she continued to climax and I was lost. I kissed her deeply as I emptied myself into her, swallowing every sound she made.
The frantic movements of our bodies eased until I thrust slowly in and out of her, enjoying the small spasms of her muscles around me.
“You make me forget myself,” I murmured to her, sliding my lips across hers.
“What do you mean?” she asked, her question soft and slightly slurred.
“I want to take my time with you and enjoy your body, not fall on you like a rutting beast.”
The haze over her dark eyes cleared and they sparkled up at me. “Fall on me like a rutting beast?” she repeated, her mouth curving.
I kissed her again, this time longer and harder than before. “What else would you call it?”
Her smile widened. “Uncontrollable passion?”
“Hmm. That sounds better, but I still want to taste every part of you.” When Savannah shivered beneath me, it was my turn to smile. “I think you like that idea.”
Her cheeks turned pink but she met my eyes. “I do, but only if I can return the favor.” As she spoke, her hand smoothed over my back as though she were relishing the texture of my skin. “I think you’re beautiful.”
“So are you,” I replied. I withdrew from her body slowly, hating that I needed to leave her, but the condom felt odd. “I’ll be right back.”
I walked into the bathroom, dropped the strange glove into the trashcan, and washed my hands. I disliked the condoms, but Savannah seemed adamant that she wasn’t ready to have a child. I wasn’t sure I could even father a babe, but I would wear whatever she asked me to if it meant I could have her.
When I returned to the bedroom, I found Savannah tucked beneath the covers, already asleep. Moving carefully, I climbed in beside her and curved my body around her back. Immediately, she snuggled back against me and sighed in her sleep.
Content, I slid one arm beneath her pillow and wrapped the other around her waist. I fell asleep holding the woman I loved and never once thought of the nightmares that had plagued me for weeks until last night.
