We lock eyes as I clench around him. I can’t control anything. I feel everything, and when his teeth latch onto my nipple, I fly over the edge and climax in a shudder that leaves me breathless.
“Fuck,” he grunts as he rides me through my orgasm.
I hold tightly to him. His eyes lock on mine as his jaw tenses, and he lets out a guttural sound that shoots straight to my core.
I come again just as I feel the heat of his release.
“Please,” he breathes through slow strokes as he empties himself into the condom. “That was too much. Fuck, that was so much.”
It was everything.
Resting his lips against my neck, he draws in heavy breaths as I cradle him in my arms and wish, more than anything, that I could stop time and stay in this moment forever.
CHAPTER FORTY-NINE
Case
I crackopen an eye to find Emma with her phone in hand.
“Are you trying to grab a dick pic?” I perk a brow. “You could at least wait until it’s semi-hard, Freckles. I don’t want a picture of my limp cock making the rounds in Seattle.”
Shaking her head, she lets out a laugh. “No.”
“That’s a shame.” I drop a hand to circle my now semi-hard cock. “This one deserves to be admired.”
Her gaze follows the movement of my hand. “I won’t argue with that.”
I brush my fingers over her hip before I roll on my side to face her. “What’s with the phone in the bed?”
Her eyes search my face. I can tell a question is sitting on the tip of her tongue, waiting to be asked.
Cupping her chin in my hand, I lower my voice. “Tell me what’s on your mind, Emma.”
“I take pictures of things I want to remember for my scrapbook.” Her bottom lip trembles before she sinks her teethinto it to halt it. “Can I take a couple of you? Maybe from the waist up?”
I want her to remember me. I want to be a constant in her memory to even things out because I know I won’t get through another day of my life without thinking about her.
Resting my head on the pillow, I gaze into her eyes. “I’m in as long as you do something for me.”
“You don’t have to negotiate that.” She bats her hand over my bicep. “I was going to suck you right after the photo shoot. Maybe in the shower?”
My dick hardens.
We both gaze down.
“I see you like that idea.” She laughs, leveling her phone so the camera is centered on my face.
“I fucking love that idea, but I want that and more.”
I want it all. I want her.
I tuck my forearm over my face and peek at her as she snaps a photo.
“I want to see all of you, Rush.”
“Sing to me.” I inch my arm down.
The faint sound of the shutter of the phone’s camera fills the air.
