“Yes, Flash,” I hissed out.
Flash flipped me onto my back and slammed into me, burying himself deeper and deeper until I could no longer hold back my orgasm, screaming his name as I came apart in his arms.
His hips slowed until I felt his dick pulse inside of me, and he rolled us back to our sides and kissed me gently. “Wow.”
I smiled as I tried to catch my breath, cupping his face. “Wow is an understatement.”
“I love you.”
“I love you too.” I ran my thumb over his mouth. “I can’t believe I missed out on this for all these years.”
“Don’t go there, Tate.”
“We’re gonna need to make up for lost time.”
“Fuck, yeah, we do.”
“Thank you for making this so sweet.”
“I’m sorry I hurt you,” he rasped.
“I’m sorry I hurt you, too.”
Kissing me again, he pulled out gently, then stepped into the bathroom to clean up, returning with a warm washcloth and settling it between my legs to ease my ache. Pulling me over his chest, he kissed me again and we stayed like that for a few minutes until I needed to pee. Well, sort of. I really just wasn’t a big snuggler and wasn’t ready to admit that to him just yet.
“Shower with me?” I asked, and Flash grinned.
“Hell, yeah, then we’ll order room service.”
“Perfect.”
He followed me into the bathroom where we showered, then we wrapped the hotel issued robes around each other and stretched out on the sofa to watch a movie and eat a ridiculous amount of food.
It was the best night ever.
Tate
