Make her mine.

She’s still gasping for breath when I reach over to the night table for protection. By the time I have a condom on, her eyes are open, watching my movements with interest. I gather her into my arms gently and then flip us over.

“I want you on top, baby. We’ll take it as slow as you need to.”

Although desire pushes me to take her, she’s so tiny and I don’t want to hurt her. She looks scared at first but then I brush my dick back and forth, using her moisture to smooth the way. She sighs and sinks down taking half of me before planting her hands on my chest.

A few deep breaths and then she rocks back and forth. It’s so hard to hold still as she pulls me deeper and deeper into her tight grip but I keep my hands on her hips. When I finally hit bottom, her head falls back on her shoulder and she tightens around me.

“Christ. Do that again.”

Her lashes flutter against her cheeks as she squeezes me again. Pleasure radiates through me as she raises up and then drops down again.

“Fuck, Sev. You feel amazing.” I sit up against the backboard and the change in position makes us both groan. Her back arches so hard it looks like she’ll bend in half and she squeezes around me over and over again.

“Damn baby, I feel you coming. Give it all to me.”

I lift my hips, giving her the deep penetration I know she needs. She sobs, her fists falling against my chest as her orgasm rolls through her. My own pleasure beckons, trying to tempt me to follow her over the edge but I fight it. I’m not ready to let go yet.

But as I hover on that sharp edge of pleasure, it’s the look in her eyes that takes me over. Like she’s finally home.

chapter ten

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SEVEN

Luke sits up all the way and somehow I’m on my back. He lowers himself on top of me, all without losing the connection between us. When he pulls out, I try not to flinch but he notices anyway. He kisses me softly.

“Poor baby. I’ll take care of her in a minute.”

He winks and climbs off the bed before disappearing into the hall. I hear the bathroom door close and that jolts me upright.

Frantically, I brush my hair down where it’s sticking up in the back. After having a massive orgasm I should be relaxed but I’m suddenly extremely self-conscious. I’ve never lost complete control of myself like that before. I’m just glad Luke doesn’t have a roommate because I don’t think I could have been quiet to save my life.

He comes back and slides under the covers next to me. My eyes land on his cock which is still rock hard. I cover my mouth with my hand. Damn. When I look up at him, he’s eyeing me with the most intense look on his face and I blush.

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

“Because now I know how good you feel. The things I was imagining before were pretty dirty but I wasn’t even in the ballpark of how good it actually is.”

He’s nuzzling behind my ear as he says this and already my body is getting ready for him again. I clench my thighs, shocked by how achy and needy I feel down there.

Tentatively I reach out and place my hand in the center of his chest. He groans at the touch. Emboldened by the sound, I let myself stroke all the well-defined muscles in his abs. They flex under my fingers and I watch, fascinated at the sight. I bite my lip and then let my fingers drift a little lower.

“Fuck!”

He rears up and suddenly I have a fist full of him. He feels even bigger in my hand and I can hardly believe I took all of that inside. I’ve never been this bold with a guy before but with Luke I somehow know that no matter what I do it won’t be wrong.

Nothing is off limits between us and that gives me the courage to explore. I brush my thumb over the slippery head, then again at his tortured moan.

“Just like that,” he chokes out.

It turns me on to see how my touch affects him, to see him losing control because of what I’m doing. I scoot down and he watches me through slitted eyes as I take him in my mouth. His muscles tighten under my hands and he goes completely still. I get the sense that he’s trying to hold himself in check and I find I don’t want him controlled. I want to take him past reason and make him lose all sense of time and place the way he did for me.

I relax my throat taking more of him in.

His strangled curse is extremely gratifying and I feel like a sex goddess when his hand tangles in my hair, holding me in place for the thrust of his hips.

Everything about this turns me on: the tormented sounds coming from his throat, the tight grip of his fist in my hair but most of all the look of complete adulation on his face.

He pulls back and then arranges me gently on my stomach. With my ass in the air I feel completely open and exposed. Every sound is magnified and the crinkle of the condom wrapper as he tears it open makes me jump.

“Hurry,” I urge him on and then shiver when his hand lands on my ass. He kneads the muscle before squeezing gently.

The anticipation of what he’s going to do to me is driving me crazy. I’m so aroused I can feel my moisture dripping down my thighs and at his first thrust, I’m so wet I take him in one smooth stroke.

I’m pushing back to meet him, taking him so deep this way and I know I’ll still be feeling it tomorrow. But as I let go and shatter for the second time I realize that’s what I want.

I want to feel him tomorrow and every day after that.

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 Sex in the past was always a quick, rushed thing, a little shameful and a lot awkward. It was something I had to do to scratch an itch. I’ve never wanted to wallow in someone’s touch, absorb their every breath and stay skin to skin.

I never knew I could crave someone’s touch.

After getting rid of the condom, Luke hasn’t let go of me once. Even now, instead of rolling over and falling asleep like most guys, he has me cradled in his arms. He’s up on his forearms keeping his weight off me, kissing every inch of my face.

The whisper of his lips over my skin is so soft it almost tickles. It’s so sweet, it’s like he’s just breathing me in because he can’t get enough but it’s also extremely relaxing. It’s the perfect come down after the intensity of making love.

I didn’t even know it was possible to feel so much, so fast.

My back aches a little from when I was arching off the bed. Aches. I have a sex injury. The thought is so ridiculous that I have to hold back a giggle. Boring Sarah Parker has finally had the kind of wild, crazy sex that leaves you hurting for days afterward.

“Did I hurt you? Be honest,” he whispers.

I push back slightly so I can see his eyes. The worry in them absolutely melts me. He’s looking me over like he’s worried I’ll break any minute.

“You didn’t do anything I wasn’t begging you for.”

My breathing gets deeper just thinking about some of the things I said in the heat of the moment. I have no doubt that I was actually begging at some point.

“I’m glad you came with me tonight. Not just because of this, either. Having you there made it so much easier.”

He lowers his forehead until it touches mine and we stay like that for a few moments just breathing the same air.

“Were you nervous about being in the wedding?”