He smirked and kissed my nose, walking toward the bedroom, still cradling me. “Relax, woman. I mean it shouldn’t have happened against the wall and full of anger. You deserve better than that.”
“I didn’t mind.”
Hekicked the bedroom door open with his foot and set me down gently in the middle of the bed. “I want to see every part of you, taste every inch.”
My body had just quaked through a near-violent orgasm, yet a couple of words from this man had me riled up all over again. Both our clothes were still on, so Wes took his time undressing me before starting to strip himself. I’d seen him shirtless plenty of times, but getting a close-up view of the full package was something else entirely. His shoulders were broad, his arms thick with muscle and corded veins, and his chest was sculpted to damn near perfection. I’d never had a lover with such an incredible physique.
I licked my lips. “God, your body is amazing. I’ve been drooling over it for so long. I can’t believe I finally get to touch it.”
Wes smiled. He’d pulled his jeans up enough to walk, but the button and zipper were still undone. Hooking his fingers into the waistband, he yanked them down in one swift motion, pulling his underwear off at the same time.
I swallowed. “Jesus, even that thing looks like it lifts weights. How is it still hard?”
Wes chuckled and lifted a knee onto the mattress, draping himself over me. When he pressed his lips to mine, a sigh of relief rolled through my body. This kiss was filled with so much more than desire; it was filled with emotion and unspoken words. I hadn’t realized I’d needed anything more than what we’d already done, but my heart suddenly ached for it.
I spread my legs wide, inviting him in, and Wes took his time. All the muscles in his face strained as he dipped his cock inside of me and slowly rocked in and out. Itdidn’t take long for things to build to a frenzy again, but now Wes looked into my eyes with every stroke.
We moved in unison, rocking back and forth together, while we kissed like we were starving. I’d never experienced something so beautifully intense. We felt like one—mind, body, and soul.
“Fuck,” Wes gritted. “I want to stay inside you forever, but I can’t hold back much longer.”
The sound of his voice straining and the way he looked me in the eyes while he spoke had a second orgasm brewing inside me like a hurricane. I was right there on the edge. My breathing picked up, and my eyes shut as it took hold.
“Open, sweetheart. I want to watch you come undone.”
That did the trick. My body exploded—legs throbbing, toes curling, nails digging into his back. “Wes…”
“Beautiful,” he groaned. “Fucking beautiful, baby.”
His jaw flexed as he picked up the pace while my body pulsed all around him. Once I went slack, he thrust deep and came inside me again.
After, I expected him to collapse. What man can have two orgasms so close together and still be semi hard? Apparently, the answer isWes. He glided in and out, moving at a leisurely pace as he smiled down at me.
“You’re screwed, woman.”
I offered a goofy smile. “Yes, deliciously so.”
Wes brushed hair from my face. “I meant you’re going to be stuck in the house with me an awful lot. Now that I know how good it feels to be inside you, you might be walking funny.”
“It’s okay. It’ll be worth it.”
“Yeah, babe.” He kissed my lips. “I’ll make sure it is.”
***
The nextmorning, I woke to find Wes sitting in the chair next to my bed, watching me.
“Creepy…” I grinned and pulled the blanket up. “What time is it?”
He shrugged and looked out the window. “Sun just came up a little while ago, so I’d guess about seven.”
I turned onto my side and tucked my hands under my cheek. “How long have you been awake?”
“An hour or two.”
“And you were sitting there like that the whole time?”
He shrugged again. “I was thinking.”
