I continue fucking her as she falls apart. Her body shivers; her thighs tremble. Cum bathes my cock.
The friction against her inner walls ignites the ball of desire at the base of my spine. The desire that zips out through my veins carries me over the edge. With a low roar, I come inside her.
I press my forehead to hers, enjoying how her heart beats sync with mine. How her body connects with mine. I press a kiss to her closed eyelids, then to her lips. "You, okay?"
"Hmm." She yawns.
"Am I putting you to sleep?" I chuckle.
She flutters her eyes open. "Only because I’m so satisfied." She cups my cheek. "I always thought the first time was not supposed to be good."She furrows her forehead. "If I’d known it would be that mind-blowing, I’d have lost my virginity a while ago."
My jaw drops. Possessiveness squeezes my chest. My belly churns with the thought of her being with someone else. That’s when I notice the gleam in her eyes. "Oh, you little brat. You’re teasing me?"
She giggles, then begins to laugh. "You should have seen your face. You looked so pissed off."
The back of my neck heats. "It wasn’t funny."
"It was…a little." She runs her fingers across my lips. I bite down on her forefinger. She shudders. And when I lick between her fingers, a little whimper falls from her mouth.
My cock twitches. I’m still inside her, so she senses it. Her eyes flick to mine and hold.
"See what you do to me?" I kiss her hard. "I can’t get enough of you. But you need to rest." I pull out of her. A little puff of breath leaves her lips.
"Okay?" I push up on my elbows and survey her face.
"I’m good. More than good." Her lips curve.
Satisfied by her answer and the look on her face, I push off the bed. I begin to peel off the condom then freeze when I see the drops of blood on it. "Fuck."
"Oh."
I look up to find she, too, is staring at the condom. "I didn’t feel any pain, honestly."
The band around my chest tightens. Seeing her blood makes my stomach bottom out.
"Was I too rough?" I swallow.
"A little. But I loved it."
"Hmm."
"No, really. I did. You were…amazing." There’s enough conviction in her voice that I relax again.
When she begins to roll off the bed, I point a finger at her. "Stay there."
56
Harper
"You’re bossy." I scowl at his retreating—very sexy—back. I sigh. I can stay here all day and watch his backside. Also, it’s not like I don’t stare at his tush in the restaurant. But it’s different when he’s not wearing any clothes, and we’re in his—our bedroom. And he just fucked me.
Oh. My. God.
James Hamilton, hottie chef, my boss, the man who I married as part of an arrangement, fucked me.
Feeling slightly bemused and very overwhelmed, I push myself up the mattress and fall back against the pillows.
I hear the water running, then he returns holding a washcloth. He’s also pulled on a pair of gray sweatpants, much to my disappointment.
