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After her third orgasm, Ash let his need to be inside her take over. He moved up her sweat dampened body, sliding skin on skin until his cock met her wet entrance.
“Are you ready for me?” he whispered.
“I’ve been ready since I got here.” She urged him closer.
He slowly entered her, ignoring her demands to go quickly. Even though he’d have loved to pound into her, this wouldn’t last more than ten seconds if he did.
Georgia gripped him tight as he slid inside her warmth, and he took a second to keep control. She was doing this deliberately, tempting him over the edge, making this just a fast screw and nothing more.
His need to have her fired through his brain. There had to be a way through her barriers, a way to get her to see that being soft and open when she was around him wasn’t a sign of weakness.
Ash rested his head on her shoulder as she moved her hips and held him even tighter inside her. Stars! This was too intense.
“Fuck me, Ash,” she whispered in his ear. “You don’t need to hold back.”
He couldn’t resist any longer as he thrust deeper, her moan of encouragement driving him on.
Now he’d started, there was no way to stop, and the way Georgia met each thrust, drove him crazy with desire.
Ash moved his hand between them, capturing her clit again and using his palm to stroke her with each thrust of his hips.
Georgia moaned deep and pressed against his hand. Her fingers dug into his back as she held on for the ride.
The sight of her in his bed and underneath him for once was too much, and the urge to let go spun through Ash.
As if she could sense he was losing control, Georgia reached down and teased his cock. She gasped, her movements erratic as she clenched around his shaft.
He was lost as his body responded in the only way it knew how, and he came just after her.
Georgia clung to his shoulders as they both gasped and shook.
Ash collapsed beside her, keeping an arm over her stomach, his chest heaving. Every single time it got better. And it would be bliss if he could just get her to stay.
Georgia made a move to get out of bed, but Ash tightened his hold. He wasn’t giving up this time. “I thought the mission went well.”
She tensed but then let out a sigh. “It wasn’t perfect, though. It would have been better if we’d caught those jerks in the act.”
“We will. And we’re getting close.” He tugged her down against his chest.
After she let out a brief grunt, Georgia rested her cheek against his shoulder, still not completely relaxed. “I want to get them more than anything. This feels like my mission. It’s my responsibility to stop this.”
It felt so right to have her resting against him. This was where she should be. “It’s our mission. We found those creatures, we brought back the evidence, and we’ll bring them down. You don’t have to do this on your own.”
Georgia was quiet for a moment, and he wondered if her soft, even breathing meant she’d fallen asleep in his arms. It had never happened before. He’d tried so many ways to keep her in his bed after they slept together, but she always wriggled out and left him.
“We make a good team,” she said softly.
“We do. Although you like to pretend you hate having me around.”
“I don’t hate you, but I prefer solo work. Although sometimes it is nice to have backup. Especially when I get this as an after work bonus.”
“You can have this bonus whenever you like. And it doesn’t have to be when you need to blow off steam.”
Georgia went quiet again. “It does. It’s easier this way.”
“Easy doesn’t always make something better.” He stroked a hand down her hair.
She tensed again, and he held in a sigh. Any sign of affection he gave her had her retreating. It was like she didn’t think she deserved to be loved or didn’t want to take a risk and get close for fear of being let down.