He moved slowly inside her as long as he could. Her passion was building up again. He wanted her with him. All the way.
There she was.
His motions increased as he reached higher inside her. And she took him. Every inch. The bed rocked as his motions became more purposeful, higher, harder.
And then he was there.
And she was clutching at him with everything, her hands, her legs, her womb, and he came.
Only after he had collapsed on top her and reluctantly moved to withdraw, did he realize he’d forgotten about the condoms on the nightstand.
CHAPTER SIX
Never.
Never in her life had it been like this. Like sex had been created just so that the two of them could be together in this way.
It was that perfect.
Too perfect.
As he rolled off her, she sensed a change in him. Something in his breathing, in the sudden tensing of his arm beneath her palm.
She’d disappointed him. He was already regretting it…
She would not cry. She couldn’t. That would be pathetic.
Except the hot tears behind her eyes weren’t minding very well.
She curled away from him and grabbed the only covering she could find: his shirt.
His hands hooked her around the waist. “Where do you think you’re going?” God, she loved his voice. She fricken loved too many things about him.
She was in for a world of hurt.
“I just–”
“Come back here.” He pulled her back onto the mattress and tucked her up against him.
“I, God, Noel. I’m so sorry. You’d think I was seventeen. I haven’t done anything this stupid in a long time.”
That was it. She needed out of here now. “Then why did you ask me up here?” She sort of moaned as she asked the question and struggled to get away from him.
“What the? Oh, hell, sweetheart, no. I forgot to use a condom.” His mouth was by her ear as he spoke, his breath hot against her skin. “I was so fucking excited to be with you I wasn’t thinking. God, I’m so sorry. I’ve never done that. Never.”
He’d forgotten? Oh!
Oh!
“I’m on the pill.” She rushed to reassure him. “Not that I– not that this is– well, it’s.” How did she explain that her periods could be so painful that she artificially manipulated them with birth control? “It’s okay. I’m good.” And then… “You’re good too, right?” It had been stupid of them. Stupid of both of them. “I didn’t think of it either.”
“I’m good.” He had relaxed again and was kissing her neck. “I can’t believe you think I regretted… everything else.” God, this felt so good. Being cuddled.
Being hugged from behind. “Hmm…” she hummed a little. Now that they’d cleared that up she felt completely relaxed. “Elliot?”
“Yeah?” He chuckled a little as he answered.
“Now I’m hungry.”
