Page 34 of Captivating Anika
“Oh yeah,” she whispers, sinking her teeth in her bottom lip.
My arms are shaking and I’m sweating with the effort to enter her slowly, giving her body a chance to adjust. Anika, clearly not happy with my progress, reaches down, grabs my ass with both hands and with a tilt of her hips, pulls me deep inside her tight heat.
I’ve been walking around primed since the first time we kissed, so I have to concentrate—hard—not to blow the moment I’m buried to the root. Then Anika does this little roll with her hips while digging her blunt nails in the cheeks of my ass, and I can’t hold on.
My body runs on need and instinct, driving into her with a ferocity I’m sure I’m going to feel tomorrow. Worse, so is she, but she is right there with me, reaching for the summit.
Five minutes later my ears are still ringing, I haven’t regained my sight, and I continue to gasp for air, but at least my heart stopped galloping around my chest like a runaway horse. I guess I’ll live.
“Holy shit, Hog.”
I lift my head out of her neck and my weight off her body. Planting an elbow in the mattress, I take in her flushed face.
“When we’re naked, call me Noah.”
Her lips stretch in a lazy smile.
“Okay, then…holy shit, Noah.”
I can’t stop myself from smiling back as I use my free hand to grab one of hers, bringing it to my mouth for a kiss.
“Yeah.”
Now that I’ve caught my breath I should probably get cleaned up and get rid of this condom. I catch a glance at the alarm clock on the nightstand. It’s getting pretty late and I have to get up early.
I bend down and press a kiss to her lips.
“Be right back.”
I head into the bathroom and when I turn to close the door, I see Anika rolled on her side, watching me from the bed. Damn, I don’t really want to leave.
After I clean up, I wet a washcloth and return to the bedroom, holding it out to Anika.
“I wasn’t sure whether you wanted to stay in bed, or?—”
“Actually,” she says, swinging her legs out of bed. “I was just coming to see if I could interest you in a shower.”
“I should probably get going. I can grab one at home.”
“Oh…yeah, of course.”
She seems a little taken aback and glances off to the side as she tucks her hair behind her ear.
I put my hands on her shoulders and duck down so she can’t avoid looking at me.
“Unless you want me to stay,” I put out there.
“Up to you,” she mutters.
I take her face in my hands.
“No, it’s not. It’s entirely your call. You can safely assume I won’t be turning down an offer to spend the night with you in my arms.”
She smiles and brushes my lips with hers.
Then she slips from my hold and heads for the bathroom.
“Last one in the shower cooks breakfast!”