Page 67 of Broken Dreams


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Her arms were around me, her gaze hooded."You feel so good."

"It's like coming home," I said, and she sighed.

I was starting to think that she was my home.But it was too soon for thoughts like that.I liked the way she felt, the way her walls clamped around me, how her fingers tore at my hair, and the bite of her nails on my skin.I wanted to make her fall apart and cry out my name.

We had great sex.But I shouldn't be feeling all these things when I was inside her.It was a little scary, and maybe that's why I'd distanced myself.

I loved being with her, whether we were cooking dinner together or fucking against a wall.I needed to lower the pressure and go with the flow.See where things took us.

I set a steady pace, needing her to feel everything that I was.This wasn't just a hookup or a one-time thing.It was different.It was all consuming.I couldn't think about anything without coming back to her.

How she felt when I was inside of her, the vulnerability on her face after we had sex without a condom.How beautiful she was when she let go and fell apart in my arms.

I gripped her more tightly and sucked her nipple as she cried out, her body clamping around mine.I quickly followed her over, spilling inside her.When I recovered slightly, I lifted her off me and lowered her gently to the floor."Sorry we didn't make it to your bed."

"I don't think you're sorry at all."

My lips quirked."We have plenty of time to continue this in bed."

She shook her head as she reached for her discarded clothing."You're insatiable."

"Leave it.I want to take a shower with you."I offered my hand to her, and she took it.

In her bathroom, I turned on the water, waiting for it to heat.I waited for her to step inside first, and then I followed her.

Once her hair was wet, I shampooed it and helped her rinse it out.Then I grabbed bodywash and covered her body with suds.She was absolutely gorgeous, and I couldn't believe she was mine.

It was too soon to be thinking about long-term or forever, but the idea that she felt like home took root and buried deep.

When she was finished, she stepped out and grabbed a towel so I could wash up.The shower was small in her apartment.There wasn't much room to maneuver, so thoughts of shower sex were out.

As much as I wanted to take her to my house, her place was more convenient for stopping by after work.

If I stayed here, I could spend more time with her and cut my commute down to nothing.It was an attractive idea.

She was already gone from the bathroom by the time I stepped out of the shower.I quickly patted my skin dry and ran a few fingers through my hair.Then I went in search of her.She was naked in bed.She hadn't bothered to cover up.She was an enticing sight.

I winked."That's something I want to see more often."

She smiled."I wasn't sure what your plans were."

"I'm actually hungry," I said, settling between her legs, lifting her so that her pussy was at the perfect level for me to eat her.

She sighed when I sucked on her clit.I wasn't interested in a slow build.I wanted to send her off again quickly.I sucked and licked, adding a finger, then two, before she went over.Her body arched slowly off the bed, her thighs trembling.

I moved up her body, wiping my mouth and easily slipping inside of her.I moved more slowly this time, wanting to take my time and savor every whimper.I braced my hands on either side of her head, kissing her as I moved.

When she went over, I swallowed her cries and followed her over, wondering what I'd gotten myself into.This was why I'd freaked out since our last date.It was more intense than anything I'd ever felt before.And I wasn’t positive I wasn't going to mess this up.I might fall for her.

I rested next to her, too tired to grab a washcloth.So we lay there, a sticky mess, while the overhead fan slowly twirled.As I drifted off to sleep, I couldn't help but think that this felt nice.It was something I could get used to, which was scarier than anything I'd ever experienced.