“I have some questions.” He looks at me like I have all the answers.
“Oh?”
“Do you ever come from penetration alone?”
I shake my head. “Just my clit.”
“Penetration feels good, though?”
“I don’t know,try it,” I huff.
His chuckle is rough as he drops his hand between my legs and inserts two fingers into my slick heat. I moan and buck into him.
He tears open a condom with his teeth and sheaths himself with one hand.
“Last question,” he says into my neck as he removes his fingers and positions his body between my legs, teasing me with the head of his dick. “Have you ever been this worked up before?”
“Nev-er—” my answer ends on a gasp as he slides into me.
I’m so wet, all I feel is the immediate, satisfying relief of being full.
“Fuck.” His breath is hot on my shoulder, and we lie there for a few moments as we get used to each other. He rocks his hips into me, shallow thrusts at first.
“You feel so good,” I moan.
“Good doesn’t cover it, Brie.” His voice is strained andhe leans on his forearms, hands cradling the back of my head as he looks me in the eye. “Talk to me. What’s your favorite position? I want to make this good for you.” With the way his neck muscles protrude, it’s clear he’s holding back, trying to keep himself in check.
I meet him thrust for thrust. “It’s good.”
With effort, he nods, wresting control to maintain his steady rocking. “What gets you off? I want to know.” Something like a whimper exits my mouth atI want to know, and he raises an eyebrow. “Isthisit? You like me asking?”
I don’t know why I’m embarrassed to admit what I like, maybe because I’ve never had sex like this before. I’m not just physically naked, but the way Sawyer watches me has me exposed in other ways too. He’s asking things no one’s ever bothered to ask before, daring me to be vulnerable. I shut my eyes, protecting myself from his probing gaze. Then his mouth is on mine, giving me sweet kisses all the way to my ear.
“This gets me off, too.” He whispers. “Learning what turns you on. Why do you think I’m barely moving? I’m already close again. When I finally let go, I’m going to come so hard inside you.”
That pulls a moan from me. I scrape my fingernails down his sides, and he shudders.
“You like that? Knowing you turn me on so much I can barely last?”
“Yeah,” I breathe.
“It’s never been like this with anyone else. I’ve never wanted to do this with anyone. Brie, I want to be in your head, I want to know every one of your dirty thoughts.”
Something’s happening in the spot where we’re joined. A buildup I’ve never experienced before. It’s deeper inside me.
“No one’s ever made me lose control like you do,” he goes on.
Is he for real?I turn my head to look at him. His face is coated in a sheen of sweat, and his hair falls over his forehead. Every visible muscle is pulled taut, expression vulnerable as he continues to expose new pieces of himself to me. It’s the most erotic thing I’ve ever seen, this way that he wants me. I whimper as I clench tight around him, digging my fingers into his sculpted ass.
He mutters a swear, arms shaking. “You see what you do to me?”
“Sawyer.” I don’t understand what’s happening in my body. I don’t get how I can be thirty-two years old, with what I thought was a respectable sexual history, and suddenly feel virginal again, facing all these new sensations, body and mind.
“Fuck, I love my name on your tongue.” He pulls out almost all the way before slowly bringing himself home again. “Oooh fuck.” His eyes clamp shut for a second, then open just as quickly like he can’t bear to miss a thing. “You’re so wet. Do you hear it? Feel it between us?”
I do, and he sounds reverent.He really likes it. I decide right now to lean into whatever’s happening here. If he’s brave, I can be brave. My fingers rake into his hair, and I pull his mouth to me, relishing the groan in the back of his throat that has my stomach feeling like it’s at the top of a rollercoaster, ready to drop.
“Ask me again,” I say.
