Page 52 of Wishing for Love

“I’m there. I’ve been there for most of the day just thinking about yesterday.”

“That makes two of us then,” he said.

He dropped his mouth down, took one long swipe of her with his tongue that sent a squeal out of her mouth, then did it again.

She slammed his head down between her legs, silently telling him to stay put.

He listened, found her bud, drew it between his lips and started to suck, then inserted one finger to pump in and out.

She was coming faster than her toy brought her to last night.

“Oh God,” she said, lifting and pressing against his face. She wouldn’t even be embarrassed over that move.

He kept it up until it felt as if every throb was pulled out of her body and then she collapsed on the mattress.

He moved back quickly, all but ripped the rest of his clothing off, and grabbed a condom from a drawer in the nightstand by his bed. Her eyes locked on him as he covered himself.

“Problem?” he asked.

“You’re a lot bigger than I thought.”

His face was pink again. She’d never seen a man blush like that before. “Not sure what I’m supposed to say to that without sounding cocky.”

“Say whatever you want or nothing at all. I only care about if you know how to use it.”

He laughed. “Trust me, that isn’t an issue.”

She never expected that side of him and had to admit she loved it.

He didn’t seem to lack confidence in the bedroom and she wasn’t sure why she thought he might just because he didn’t make the first move with her.

She didn’t have a chance to say anything else before he was on top of her on the bed, sinking into her fast and pinning her arms above her head.

He was jerking into her hard but in the best possible way.

She arched into him with each thrust and found the feeling of being helpless was all she needed to build right back up.

She wasn’t sure she’d ever built up that quickly before on a second time and wasn’t going to question it now.

“Keep doing that,” she said.

“I’m not sure how much longer I can,” he said. He sounded out of breath. “I want you there with me again.”

“Don’t worry about me. I’m close.”

“Close isn’t good enough,” he said. This time his voice sounded tortured, but he was moving faster and she was matching him and grinding at the same time.

He was working hard to get her there but didn’t need to because she started to come again before she even knew she could.

She was moaning out louder than she should have been and he covered her mouth with his as he started to pound into her harder than she expected, but all it did was draw out her orgasm longer until he collapsed on her out of breath.

“You downplayed your ability,” she said, laughing. “That was a sweet surprise.”

“Thanks,” he said. “But it was close there for a second. Glad you caught up.”

“Me too,” she said. “I would have been bummed if I missed out on coming together.”

He leaned up on his elbows to take his weight off of her. “Thank you,” he said.