“Anxious, aren’t we?” He flashed a quick grin, revealing deep dimples that almost made her groan aloud.
The man was irresistible. “You have no idea.”
He rolled off of her and reached into the nightstand. He had his back to her, but she heard plastic tearing before he resumed his position.
“Let me fuck you,” she whispered. Being on top would allow her to retain control of the pace and her emotions.
He chuckled. “Not a chance, baby.”
She closed her eyes when he slipped his hand between her legs.
He slid his fingers over her slick entrance and kissed her neck before positioning his cock at her opening. “Open your eyes,” he said.
She refused to comply, afraid of falling deeper.
“Please,” he whispered, kissing her lips gently. “I need you to look at me.”
His plea was her un-doing. She couldn’t deny him, no matter the cost. When she finally found the courage to face him, the look reflected in his dark eyes was so raw it stole her breath.
“Tell me what you see.”
She swallowed, trying to find the words to brush him off. She wasn’t ready to acknowledge his feelings for her any more than she was willing to acknowledge her feelings for him. “Please, don’t.”
He sighed. “Pretending it isn’t there won’t make it go away, Jen. What we have is real.”
She shook her head, trying to deny his claim. It couldn’t be true because if it was, if she was really in love with him, it would unleash a tornado that would tear through her life, leaving only carnage in its wake. What she felt for Kevin for real. It was the kind of love that withstood time, less intense, less frightening.
“I can tell you’re not ready to face this,” he said quietly. “I’m okay with that. I’m not going anywhere. And I’m not going to let you go anywhere either, not this time.”
She had to tell him about her engagement. She couldn’t allow him to go on assuming they could have a future together, it wasn’t fair to him. “Mark…”
He kissed her hungrily, stealing her words and all rational thought. All she could think about now was satisfying her craving for this man.
He linked his hands with hers, holding her arms high over her head as he drove into her mercilessly. “Is that what you wanted, baby?” he asked, breathless.
“Yes, God, yes.” She turned her head from side to side, trying to contain the onslaught of sensations threatening to overtake her. He was filling her, consuming her, stealing her breath, her ability to think. The only thing in that moment was him, his hard cock filling her, the promise of a mind-blowing orgasm hovering just beyond her reach.
“Just let go,” he whispered. “Don’t think, just feel. Feel my cock claiming you, giving you what you need…”
“Oh, I’m gonna come…” There was a flash of light behind her closed eyelids, her pulse pounding against her neck, her pussy throbbing around his hard cock, her body trembling under him. A sob escaped her lips, followed by another. She was mortified. Never had an orgasm made her feel like she was releasing a lifetime of pent-up frustration.
“It’s okay,” he whispered. “Just let go. I’m right here. I’ve got you.”
His soothing voice was the only sound permeating her mind as she came down from the peak, looking for a safe place to land. “I’m sorry.” She was afraid to open her eyes, embarrassed to own her weakness.
“Don’t ever apologize for being real with me, baby.”
She smiled, his words giving her the courage to open her eyes. She didn’t see the judgement or confusion she expected to find. Instead she saw only a deep level of compassion and understanding that stunned her. “I needed to be with you tonight. I thought it was just about the sex, but it wasn’t.”
He held himself still inside of her, cradling her head in his hands. “I’m glad I could be here for you.” He smiled and began stroking her slowly with his cock, allowing her desire to escalate slowly until