Page 69 of Making It Happen


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My eyes widen. “You arenotgiving me fourteen orgasms before you fuck me, Everett!”

His mouth curls. “It’s very tempting, Ginger. Those are orgasms you stole from me.”

I shake my head. “I know, butfourteen? You’ll kill me.” I lift my hips and wrap my legs around his waist, pressing against the very hard cock nestled against me. “And you can’t wait that long, can you?”

His eyes darken, but he lowers his head to kiss me, growling against my mouth. “You’re right.Ishould get fourteen orgasms before you get another.”

I grin against his lips. He’d never.

“Well…if you want to hold off on fuc?—”

He crushes his mouth to mine, kissing me deeply, his tongue mimicking exactly what I want him doing between my legs.

As he kisses me, I feel him working on his fly. I start unbuttoning his shirt and together we strip him naked.

Moments later, I’m gripping his hard, throbbing cock. “God, Everett, I’ve missed this so much.”

He surges into my hand. “I’m not above reminding you repeatedly over the next few days that it’s your fault we haven’t been doing this regularly for the past few months.”

I kiss him as I stroke him hard. He groans into my mouth, and I feel him take both of my thighs, spreading them and lifting them toward my chest.

Oh,yes.

He lifts his mouth long enough to say, “Condom.”

“IUD.”

His gaze turns even more intense. “Yes?”

“Yes.”

We used condoms in Denver, but I haven’t been with anyone since him, and I know the same is true for him. I trust that he wouldn’t fuck me without protection if there was any chance it wasn’t safe for me.

“Jesus, Ginger,” he groans, pressing his forehead to mine.

“Need you, Everett,” I whisper, pressing him where I need him.

“Yes, sweetheart.Yes.”

He’s still gripping my thighs, and he presses me wide open as he thrusts forward.

I take him deep, reveling in the stretch, the friction, the heat, the way hefillsme. It wassodamned good in Denver, but now? It’s unbelievable.

It was hot, incredible physically, so,sosatisfying the first time.

But now, I know this man. I trust him. Ilovehim.

And I wasn’t prepared for how amazing sex with him would be now.

I choke back a sob as he thrusts deep.

“Never going without you again,” he rasps in my ear.

“Never,” I agree.

“You’re mine. Forever. No matter what. Promise me.”

I don’t know how he’s talking while he’s fucking me. I can barely breathe. In a good way.