Just a gentle retreat that dragged his shaft along her screaming nerve endings, followed by a slow, forceful advance that touched places inside her she didn’t know she had. Retreat and advance. Retreat and advance. His hot, hard manhood stroking through her wet, welcoming womanhood.
“You’re so deep inside me,” she whispered against his lips. “I’ve never—”
She couldn’t finish her sentence when he lengthened his strokes. What had been decadent delight became pure pleasure.
She was no longer Mia. She was Sex. A being whose entire existence was centered around the place between her legs. The place where they were tethered so tightly. The place he teased. The place he tormented.
Hooking her heels behind his pistoning butt, she met him stroke for stroke. Her sheath melting around him when he pressed into her and clinging desperately to him when he retreated.
He must’ve felt she was close. That, or the mindless sounds coming from the back of her throat told him as much. Because he ripped his mouth away from hers and whispered hotly in her ear, “Say my name,cariña. Say my name when you come.”
That was all it took.
She was like an underwater volcano, everything inside her was molten hot, glowing and roiling, and his words were the catalyst for her eruption. Her body pulsed and sucked and milked his as her orgasm rolled through her, hot and violent.
And his name was an eruption all its own.
“Spiro!”
Chapter 19
7:52 PM...
Romeo exploded.
That was really the only word to describe it.Found his releasewas far too tepid a phrase.Orgasmedwas way too pedestrian a word. Andcamewas hella succinct for what he experienced.
It was a peak that could pass for a neutron bomb. A violent detonation that rolled through his body in heated waves, searing his nerve endings along the way.
And hearing his name on her lips as she foundherrelease? It wassomuch better than he ever imagined. So much more carnal and erotic. But also so much more...intimate.As if, with his body thrusting heavily inside hers and his name filling her mouth, they were one in a way he’d never experienced before.
For one golden moment, they’d become a single being made of pure bliss.
His brain had goneboomright along with his body. Which was why it was a long time after the last cannonade of release thundered through him before he realized he was crushing her. Her ragged exhalations finally pierced through his bombed-out mind, and he pressed up on his elbows so he could take some of his weight off her—and so he could stare down at the woman who’d just given him the best sex of his life.
She blinked open those amazing lioness eyes. Her voice was huskier than usual when she asked, “Is it always like this for you?”
Is she kidding?
Unlike her, he hadn’t recovered enough to speak. All he could do was shake his head.
“Oh, good.” She lethargically lifted a hand to pat his sweat-slick shoulder. “Me either.”
Her statement sounded flippant, and he couldn’t help wondering if that was to cover up how moved she was by the experience. Because if she was evenhalfas affected as he was, the topography of her whole world had changed.
There was lifebeforethey’d become lovers. And now there was life after.
And life after is so, so,somuch better.
Once his fine motor skills were restored, he gently rolled to the side, hissing the instant their spent bodies disengaged. He was quick to dispose of the used condom, and just as quick to pull her onto him, positioning her exactly as she’d been that morning when the last vestiges of sleep slipped from his brain.
Difference between then and now? Now he didn’t ignore the impulse to bury his nose in her hair. Except it wasn’t only her shampoo he smelled. It was her shampoo mixed with warm sunshine mixed with well-loved woman.
Mywoman, he thought. And the little voice in his head was quick to remind him,For now.
“Mmm.” She snuggled closer and twirled her fingers through the crinkly black hairs that grew between his pecs. Then she stilled. “You think we should be doing this?”
“Doing what?”
