My nails claw his back, but I don’t want to stop.
This is different, I repeat in my head.
Maybe I had more fear than I thought, because a moment overcomes me where suddenly a new air warms within. One where I can finally feel someone inside of me and smile to myself.
Our breaths begin to sync. Stone’s more a grunt and mine a long moan. I do my best to slide up and down on his cock, and his hands guide my hips.
We move together on every thrust, completely in rhythm and lost as air wraps around us that feels like a steam shower. Our lips find hard and long kisses, only adding to our breath growing heavy. His mouth explores my cleavage, only to draw a line back up to my mouth.
Our eyes connect, and I’m not entirely sure what clicks, but we both barrel toward an orgasm that hits us in a mind-blowing moment only a few seconds apart.
By the time our breathing hollows out, I’m not sure if we can untangle from my body draped around Stone.
He kisses the top of my head. “I’ll be right back.”
I mumble okay, and then it registers he needs to get rid of the condom.
Gathering strength, I move the covers to tuck myself under the duvet, with no plans to do anything else. Instead, I lie on my back staring at the ceiling, realizing what step I just took and how it feels kind of amazing. An uplifting key to unlock what I deserve to have again.
I touch my face before I touch my stomach, slowly dragging my fingers in a near sensual way. I’m not dreaming, and my lips press together.
Stone is soon back and slides under the covers. “Penny for your thoughts?” His head rolls to the side to watch me.
“Trust me. When I say unexplainable, I mean it,” I say softly.
He wraps his arm around my middle and drags me to his body until I’m resting my head against his chest.
“What do I say?”
“Nothing,” I answer blankly.
“Sleep. We both need sleep.”
I smile against his skin. “That’s probably the last thing we both want. However, two orgasms later and maybe you’re right.”
“Of course, I am,” he teases.
My fingers draw on his chest. “The thing is… now that I got over a wall, then I might need to do it again.” Because this feels good and right. And it’s with him.
Stone is quick to roll me to my back. “I was hoping you would say that.”
I nearly squeal as I soak in this night that was exactly how I hoped it would be.
It’s later when he climbs out of bed to dispose of yet another condom and I see his glorious naked body walking to the bathroom, his ass a crime to humanity how impeccable it is, that I realize something else.
I was on top, again.
Stone Madden is hiding. He hasn’t unleashed his inner inhibitions. But it bothers me, and I’m well aware why.
Which is why I have to make another request later. I’m comfortable with it.
I’m just not sure he will agree.
11
STONE
The soft stretch of Harlow’s mouth hasn’t seemed to fade all morning. Even when her lips press against the rim of her mug of tea, it doesn’t falter. I’m not going to deny that it swirls a feeling inside me that is brighter than I’m used to when I’m with a woman. I dare say that there is a real feeling behind the last 24 hours, not just physical.
