“More, Paxton.” She panted as she pressed back. “I need more!”
I smiled, enjoying her demanding tone. I tightened my arm across her waist and splayed my fingers over her belly as I rocked against her. She whimpered my name. I ground into her soft ass and thighs again and again.
Our breathing quickened, and sweat bloomed along her neck. I nuzzled into her warm skin and licked the saltiness as I rocked back and forth. “Han…not going to last… You’re so special to me, baby…so sweet.”
“T-touch me,” Hana begged. “I need to come. Gah—I need to come!” Her soft voice shrilled as she thrust her hips back against me. I shifted my hips so I could bump against her soft, sweet little ass. We panted as we ground together, our limbs and breaths intertwined.
She keened as she stiffened, her body wound tight, like she might break. And she did… I picked up the pace as her juices soaked her panties and my briefs. Delicious tension built at the base of my spine, my balls drew up tight…and I crested, too.
The release went on and on, thick and rich, draining in the best possible way. It was only after a moment, when my breathing began to even out, that I realized Hana had removed my hand from her knee.
I sat up. “Did I hurt you?” I asked, horror seeping through the relaxation and euphoria.
She shook her head but kept her chin tilted to her chest. “No. I should shower.”
“Hana…”
“It’s fine, Pax. Really.” She smiled over her shoulder, but it didn’t reach her normally warm brown eyes. “It was really, really good. Thank you.”
She scooted off the bed and wobbled toward the bathroom. I looked at my saturated underwear and flopped onto my back with a curse. I glanced over at the closed bathroom door and finally understood how the women I’d slept with during that first year Hana and I were apart must have felt. I’d thanked them for getting me off, then I’d jetted out of their lives.
“Rejection fucking sucks,” I muttered.
It was even worse from the person I loved, but I should have known Hana wasn’t ready for intimacy.
Before, we’d sharedeverything. Been each other’s first and learned to love together. Now, we’d had our own lives, lovers, and disappointments that didn’t include the other person. Relearning and realigning together wasn’t as easy as one amazingly good orgasm. Unfortunately.
And I’d need to be vulnerable, put myself out there, if I wanted to reconnect to Hana. She’d been brave enough to come here, to give me this chance. I wasn’t going to mess it up.
So if she needed a bit of space to regroup, I’d give it to her, but that didn’t mean I’d let her hide from our chemistry, from how good we’d been together. She and I both deserved this chance to explore each other’s bodies and hearts. We also deserved that happy-ever-after so many of my teammates were living.
As I stared at the ceiling, I vowed to get there with her. Whatever it took. I was all in.
* * *
Hana
I pulledin a breath as I stared at my flushed face in the mirror. “You dry-humped Paxton to the best orgasm you’ve had in years.”
My lips twisted because the only others that compared to the tingling deliciousness still sizzling through my body right now were the climaxes Paxton had given me years ago. He’d learned to play my body to perfection—or maybe my body had wanted him to play it to perfection and capitulated easily. Whatever the reason, I was still giddy from the high-school-style sex session.
“We shouldn’t have done that,” I muttered. “We can’t do that again.”
I gave myself a nod, even though I wasn’t sure why I was acting this way. I yearned to crawl back into bed with Pax and rub against him everywhere until he made me come and come and come until I passed out.
Yet that seemed irresponsible. Hedonistic…perfect.
No! Right the urge and get in the shower. Get clean and gain perspective.
“Staying here was a mistake,” I said.
“It’s not a mistake,” Paxton called through the door. “We’renot a mistake. What happened in our bed wasn’t a mistake. And I’m glad you’re here. Don’t make it weird, Han.”
I couldn’t help but smile, even as I rolled my eyes. “Don’t make it weird,” I whispered.
Everything was weird.
And I was happy, most probably because of the weirdness.
