“Oktober,” I whimpered, threading my fingers through his hair.“I can’t… it’s too much…”
He looked up, his eyes dark with lust.“You can,” he insisted.“You will.”
And I did.I surrendered to the sensation as he drove me higher and higher.This time, however, he didn’t let me fall over the edge.He kept me on that peak, on the brink of tumbling down the slope, but not quite making it.
Then his fingers were gone.My vision seemed to have tunneled so the edges feathered black, but I heard the ripping of what I knew would be a condom packet.I got my bearings long enough to watch Oktober finish rolling the condom over his cock.Then he settled his weight on top of me, pressing me into the mattress.I reached between us, wrapping my fingers around his cock, marveling at its thickness.He groaned, his forehead dropping to rest against mine.
“I need you,” I whispered, guiding him toward my entrance, already slick with desire.“Please.”I lifted my hips in invitation.Oktober pushed forward slowly, the blunt head of his cock stretching me deliciously.My breath caught as he filled me inch by inch, the burn of accommodation mixing with pleasure until I couldn’t separate the sensations.
“Fuck.So fucking tight.”He sounded almost feral as he broke out in a sweat.When he was fully seated inside me, we both stilled, adjusting to the overwhelming connection.His gaze never left mine, watching every flicker of emotion across my face.I felt exposed in a way that had nothing to do with physical nakedness.
“Move,” I breathed, rolling my hips against him.“Please, Oktober.”
He withdrew almost completely before driving back in, setting a rhythm that had me clutching at his shoulders.Each thrust pushed me higher, erasing memories of Eric, of betrayal, of anything but the man above me and the pleasure building inside me.
Oktober shifted, changing the angle until he hit a spot that made stars explode behind my eyelids.I cried out, my nails digging into his back.“There,Kätzchen?”he asked, a knowing smile curving his lips as he repeated the motion.
“Yes,” I gasped.“Oh, God!Yes!”
He maintained the punishing rhythm.“Come,Kätzchen,” he commanded, his fingers circling my sensitive bundle of nerves.“Come now.”
My orgasm crashed through me with unexpected force.I arched against him, my body clenching around his cock as I came helplessly.Oktober’s rhythm faltered as my inner walls pulsed around him.
“Fuck,” he growled, his thrusts becoming erratic.“So beautiful when you come.So verdammt schön.”
He followed me over the edge moments later, his release hot even inside the condom.He buried his face in my neck, my name a prayer on his lips.His hot breath tickled as my skin cooled and the sweat dried.
We lay tangled together afterward.The morning light filtered through the curtains, casting golden bars across our entwined bodies.I felt boneless, satisfied in a way I’d never experienced before.
“You were right,” I murmured.“I think this was exactly what I needed.”
“Ja.I’m here any time you need it again.”I loved the drowsy, contented amusement in his voice.
“I may need a repeat after I rest up.”Yeah, I was getting rather bold for a woman who’d never come so hard in her life.“You know.Just to see if it was a one-off fluke.”
His warm laughter wrapped around my heart and squeezed.“I accept that challenge,Kätzchen.”
“After I catch my breath,” I clarified with a smile.“Because I really didn’t mean that as a challenge.”
We lay in comfortable silence for several minutes while I simply enjoyed lying in his arms.Eric had never really been a cuddler while I craved the closeness.The unexpected intimacy of the moment with Oktober caught me off guard.This wasn’t supposed to be about connection.It was supposed to be about pleasure, about forgetting.Yet I felt seen in a way I hadn’t expected and understood without having to explain myself.Oktober situated me farther up his body and closer.I tilted my head up and pressed my lips against his neck because I couldn’t help myself.
“This feels different than I expected,” he confessed, his voice quiet in the still room.
I nodded against his chest, admitting, “Same.”Then I stilled.“Is that a problem?I don’t expect anything from you.”
He urged me to look up at him, his blue eyes holding my gaze.“Nein.Not a problem,” he whispered.“Just… unexpected.”He smiled.“And not unwelcome.”
“We still have three days,” I said, surprising myself with how much I wanted to spend every moment of those days with him.
A slow smile spread across his face.“Three days.And we’re both in Nashville after.”
“Let’s not overthink this,” I suggested, running my fingers through his chest hair.“Let’s just enjoy what we have now.See where it leads.”
“A woman who lives in the present,” Oktober said with approval, his hand sliding down my back to cup my hip.“I like that.”
Three days.We had three days.And I intended to make each one count.
Chapter Five
