I push onto my knees and reach for the condoms. I rip into the box, then open a foil packet with my teeth in an act of impatience, and just as I’m about to roll it over my shaft, Summer speaks up.
“Let me.”
It’s the same thing I said to her earlier, and I nod, handing the rubber to her.
She places it over my tip, using both of her hands to roll it on, andfuck, fuck, fuck. I could come right now. I could explode in her hand before I ever get the chance to be inside her.
She drags her palm over me once, then twice. When she goes for a third time, I grab her wrist to stop her.
“Problem, Mr. Rawlings?” she teases.
I narrow my eyes at her. “Brat.”
She shrugs, unbothered by the name as she falls back to the bed. She’s looking up at me with hooded eyes, and I fall on top of her, lining myself up with the part of her that I can still taste on my lips.
This time when I kiss her, it’s soft and sweet. Such a contrast to what I want to do when I finally get inside her.
Her hips search for my touch, and when they find it, she sighs as I slip inside her easily, like I was made to fit her. Or she was made to fit me. Either way, it’s unlike anything I’ve ever felt before.
“Oh god,” she cries out as I press into her more. “Fuck, Ezra. I ...”
But her words die on her lips as I drag my cock out of her, then slam back in.
And I get it, because I feel the same way. I don’t think I could speak right now if I tried, and honestly, I don’t want to. I just want to be in this moment. I want to feel every inch of her. Want to learn by rote every sigh and plea and buck of her hips as I fuck into her.
Her nails drag from my scalp over my neck and down my back. They’re sure to leave a mark or two, but I couldn’t care less. It’s worth it for this.
“You feel so good,” I tell her, my lips at her ear. “Like a fucking dream come true.”
“I could say the same about you,” she says, her breath heavy as I thrust into her again. “I didn’t think it would be this good.”
“You’ve thought about it?”
“And you haven’t?”
“Of fucking course I have. How could I not? You’re ... you.”
I feel her smile against me, and all it does is spur me on.
I push back up onto my knees, eager to wring another orgasm from her and barely holding on to my own as I pound into her again. She traces her palms over my chest and down across my abs, never once taking her eyes off me, and I fucking love it because I want to watch her as she comes apart.
And come apart she does just a few moments later.
I can tell it slams into her out of nowhere, because it does the same to me, and I’m a roaring mess as I fill the condom with more cum than I ever have before. Summer’s cunt squeezes me tightly, making surethere’s not a drop left behind as I fuck her through each wave, giving her everything I can until there’s nothing else to offer.
I collapse on top of her, and her lips instantly find the side of my neck.
I’m not sure how long we stay that way—me trying to remember how to breathe and her peppering kiss after kiss against me, but it’s long enough that I’m very close to making a real mess between us if I don’t move soon.
With reluctance, I peel myself away and climb off the bed to dispose of the condom.
I make my way into the bathroom, resting against the sink as I wash my hands. My hip is practically burning at this point, but I don’t care. That was worth it and more.
Summer takes my place when I get back, and when she’s finished, she climbs under the sheets beside me.
She snuggles up against me, and my arm goes around her automatically as if this were something we do every night.
Panic races through me in a flash at the normalcy of this all.
