The matching desire in me met every one of his thrusts. My thoughts turned blessedly silent as I devoured the fire in his eyes, the heat of his body, and the way he lit me up all the way to my core.
When our bodies were slicked with sweat and the scent of desire, he picked up the pace. Every part inside of me responded to his movements. And when I felt him begin to unravel, I met those open, bright eyes, and followed his climax into one of my own. Even as pleasure exploded through every nerve ending in my body and I was sure I’d melt, I didn’t let go of his eyes.
He didn’t let go of mine even as he struggled to keep them open, wincing against that fine line between pleasure and pain.
And still... his eyes held mine.
A scream ripped from my throat as a wave of pleasure mixed with a tinge of pain rocketed through my entire body. My thighs and buttocks clenched and I pointed my toes. My back arched as it jerked off his bed.
He held onto me until his body and mine entirely ceased their quivering. Breathing heavily, he kissed me once more.
“Mine,” he whispered against my lips, and I knew he was right, all the way to my vibrating core.
Whether I wanted it or not, I was his.
* * *
‘Dammit, Ev, answer me!’Cass’ freaked-out call managed to find its way into my lust-addled mind.‘Are you all right? If you don’t answer me right now, I’m coming to find you. I don’t care where you are.’
Brock’s knees were on either side of my hips, his hands on opposite sides of my shoulders, and he was kissing me like there was nobody else in the world that mattered.
And yet, here was Cass, inside my head.
But I couldn’t entirely blame my poor bestie. If he’d felt some of what I’d just gone through, out of context, it probably seemed like someone was torturing or killing me.
‘Sex. Brock,’I managed to get out, Neanderthal style, but it’d be enough for the best BFF in the world. Now that Cass understood I wasn’t being skewered, he’d go radio silent. We’d long ago agreed that we wouldn’t interfere in each other’s love life. Did I thinklove? I meant sex.Sexlife. And that usually meant I was the one not interrupting Cass.
‘Cass thought you were in trouble, huh?’
He startled me, and my lips stuttered against Brock’s as I discovered him in my mind.
‘You can hear Cass?’I pulled my head back to look into Brock’s eyes. Like mine, they were glazed; we were managing this conversation with only part of our faculties.
‘Through you.’
‘Wow. That’s crazy.’
‘Maybe. Can we talk about Cass later, though? I’d rather not be thinking about him at the moment.’
Right. Pushing Cass from my mind, I matched the ferocity of Brock’s gaze. He wasn’t finished with me yet.
A slow grin crept across my face. Lucky me.
23Aftermath
The next morningeverything felt different. Brock and I were grinning at each other like fools, over breakfast on his porch. Last night wasn’t just sex. It was something else entirely, but I was going to avoid talking about it and labeling it for as long as possible.
“Pass the butter please,” I asked him, trying not to focus on the fact that he wasn’t wearing a shirt.
He beamed, handing me the butter and scanning my body up and down, pausing on my exposed legs.
‘Where are you? I’ve got news,’Cass blurted into my head.
I didn’t want to return to reality yet, but I’d never ignore Cass, especially not when it sounded urgent.
‘On Brock’s porch,’I told him.
‘Having sex?’
