“I need you, Lucas.”
He seals his lips over my mouth, kissing me hard and deep, his tongue twining with mine. I moan into him and we’re rocking against each other, the promise of more so close.
He lifts his head and lets out a curse.
“What?” I ask, afraid he’s about to call a halt to a very promising start.
“I don’t have a condom,” he says, the frustration in his tone clear.
Meeting his gaze, I do the second boldest thing of the day. “I got tested after my ex. And I haven’t been with anyone since.”
I hold my breath, aware I’m about to hear his recent sexual history. “It’s been a while for me, too.”
I raise my eyebrows. “Mr. Carras with the playboy rep?”
He shakes his head on a low chuckle. “Perception, not fact. And I’ve recently had a physical.”
I exhale, aware that my next words will mean I’ll be having sex without protection. With Lucas. I’ll feel all of him inside me and no doubt we’ll grow closer. He’ll break through the flimsy walls I’ve tried to erect, and I have no idea how I’ll handle it.
And yet I’m going ahead with what I need anyway. “I’m on the pill.”
His gaze meets mine. “Are you sure?”
With his erection throbbing against my sex and heaven so very close? “I’m sure.”
My answer earns me another kiss, this one hotter and wetter than the last. Then, he rises to his knees. He lifts my hands and wraps them around the headboard I fell in love with and just had to have.
“Hold on,” he says.
I nod, gripping one of the wooden slats with each hand.
“So sexy.” His lips brush mine. Bracing his hands on either side of my head, he drags his cock along my sex, teasing my clit with his hard shaft.
“So needy,” I remind him, arching my hips.
He sits back on his knees and grasps his cock in his hand, giving it a powerful stroke before settling himself at myentrance. Just the tease of him is enough to make me moan and writhe, wanting him to fill me more than I need my next breath.
As if reading my mind, he braces his hands beside my head once more and fills me with one hard thrust.
My body stretches to accommodate him and suddenly I feel him everywhere. “Oh God.” The words escape, and suddenly I need more, and I squeeze him tight inside me.
“Fu-u-ck.” He draws out the word, then raises his hips and pulls out before plunging back inside.
I hang onto the slats but even so, with each slam of his hips, I move upward on the bed, grateful for the pillow behind me. We’re in a synchronized rhythm, my hips lifting to meet his every drive inside me. My body is engaged, aware of his every move, but so are my emotions. Not only do I feel him physically, he’s staring into my eyes and we’re connecting on a deeper level.
I’ve never had sex without my partner using a condom before, and that, too, intensifies the sensations. I feel every thick inch of him as he drags his cock along my inner walls. His pace is fast but the experience is slow, drawn out until I’m crying out his name and urging him to hurry.
I wrap my legs around his waist and raise my hips, needing to take him deeper. “Lucas, please.” I grip his back, digging my nails into his skin.
“Anything you want, Rainey.”
“I want to come.”
He slides a hand between our bodies and rubs my clit with his finger. Back and forth, up and down, around but not where I need the friction most.
“Oh God, Lucas. Stop teasing!” The words tumble out of me in a rush. I’m nearly incoherent except I know I’m begging for relief.
Finally, he plunges deep once, twice. The third time he shifts his hips and his cock hits my G-spot. “Lucas!” I cry out as hekeeps thrusting into me, bringing me along for a soaring orgasm that makes me lose track of time and space.
