“I know you’re awake, Twinkie.Your breathing changed and your body coiled up like a loaded spring the moment I touched you.”
“What do you want?”I grumble ungraciously, still with my eyes shut tight.
He rolls on his back, taking me with him so I’m now draped on top of him, the shirt I borrowed from his drawer bunched up around my waist and my ass hanging out of my thong.Lovely.He doesn’t seem to notice my state of undress as he keeps one arm banded around me and, with his free hand, brushes the hair back from my face.
“Sometimes I go into bulldozer-mode.At least, that’s what Carson calls it when I become task oriented and forget who’s in front of me.That’s what happened earlier when it may have felt like I was badgering you, only to walk out on you moments later.I needed to confirm the information, digest and decide next steps, and finally delegate tasks to get us to the objective.”
“Which is?”I ask, finding myself snuggling in against him.
“At the very top of the list: ensuring your safety.That’s nonnegotiable.”
I want to ask about my brother’s safety, but I sense that wouldn’t be a nonnegotiable issue for Hugo.Not when it could conflict with mine.There’s no doubt in my mind he wouldn’t think twice about sacrificing Ken if it meant he’d be keeping me safe.If that’s not trust, I don’t know what would be.
Trust is all he’s ever asked of me, and it’s the least I can give him.
But before I have a chance to end my guilty silence, his hands grab on to my exposed butt cheeks at the same time his mouth captures mine.His deep growl reverberates through my body as his fingers dig into my dimpled flesh.He doesn’t seem to care, and in all honesty, I’m not particularly concerned myself.Not when I feel his body’s response to me pressing against my hip.
I love that Hugo is not all hard planes and sharp angles, but his strong body is covered by a comfortable layer I can melt into.In contrast, his dick is pure steel, rigid and unforgiving, and a shiver runs down my entire body with the need to feel him inside me.
“Fuck, you feel so damn good,” he rumbles in my ear as he rolls us over once again.
He wedges his hips between my legs, and I arch my back when he grinds his cock against me, the friction making me moan out loud.
Then he stops moving abruptly.
“Are you ready for this, Bess?”
My eyes snap open and lock on his clear blue ones, staring back.Little else exists in this moment and I nod my response.He drops a light kiss on my lips.
“I need the words, Twinkie.I need you to be sure.”
My body is raring to go, but I force myself to look beyond my libido and gauge where I am emotionally.
The times have been few and far between since I’ve taken the opportunity, or had the inclination, to engage in a sexual encounter with anyone, and even on those occasions it was more a matter of going through the motions without much emotional investment.
With Hugo things are different.There is a lot on the line and the investment is huge, for both of us, and so are the risks.
But I want this.I want it so badly.I grab on to his firm ass to keep him from going anywhere.
“I’m so ready.”
The words have barely left my mouth when I find myself being divested of my shirt, and next my panties, leaving me buck naked with Hugo on his knees looking down on me.But he doesn’t give me a chance to feel self-conscious.
“Jesus, Bess, you’re my everyfuckingwet dream.”
Then he shoves his sleep pants down his hips, but only gives me a brief glimpse of his fine physique before he drops down, wedging his shoulders between my legs, and blowing every rational thought from my mind with his mouth.
My orgasm takes me by surprise and feels almost like an out-of-body experience.I’m still coming down to earth when, moments later, Hugo nudges my entrance with the tip of his sheathed cock.He locks in on my eyes, and watches my reaction as he slowly and deliberately enters me.
I feel overwhelmed, both covered and filled by him, unsure anymore where one ends and the other begins.I feel safe, alive, complete, and at peace, even as I stretch to accommodate him and every nerve ending in my body is firing signals.My body is a raging storm, as my heart and my mind find balance.And as Hugo starts to move, using his body expertly to drive mine to the summit, I’m hit with a sense of belonging I don’t think I’ve ever experienced.
Later, with my arms surrounding his body—still shaking from the force of our combined orgasms as he tries to catch his breath—and his face pressed into my neck, I try again to give him all of me.
“There’s something you should know.I?—”
His fingers find my lips, covering them.
“Tomorrow,” he mumbles, barely awake.
