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Humming in her ear as I appreciate her words, my thrusts get shorter, more fervent. I have a deep-seated need to fuck her raw, but I have to be careful. I have to protect her from our lust. It’s fucking hard, though, that’s for damn sure.
“Hang on, Baby Girl.” Bringing her body back down on the bed, I piston in and out of her pussy like a man lost in ecstasy. Her entire body is wrapped around me as I hit that sweet spot over and over again, making sure she’s close again.
“There’s that feeling again… it’s… oh gods, there’s… Oh, Bear!” She cries out just as her cunt milks my dick with the spasms of her orgasm.
I can’t wait, I fucking lose it. My cum explodes inside the condom in thick ribbons of my seed.
The feeling is so close to my very first time, it’s embarrassing. And at the same time, it’s fucking perfect.
Spent, we lie there for minutes breathing each other in, panting from the exertion.
“Don’t move,” I whisper, slowly pulling out and making sure I keep the base of the condom pressed against my dick.
Once I’m off the bed, I lean in and place a soft kiss on her knee, my eyes on her flushed skin. It’s quickly becoming my favorite color on her. Then I wink and head for the bathroom, where I throw away my condom and let the hot water run. Taking out a clean hand towel from under the sink, I soak it then wring it out.
When I return to the bed, she’s still there, spent and stunning, with her legs still spread like she’s waiting for me.
With one knee pressed to the bed, I wipe her down, careful not to hurt her, and revel in the sound of her sigh. She’s like a satisfied little kitten and the pride that expands my chest is a feeling like I’ve never felt before.
After what just happened, I have a feeling we’ll be spending a fuck ton of time in my bed, and I’m okay with that.
Chapter Thirty
Athena
“Please…!” Whatever else I want to say, to beg, to plead, is lost in the back of my throat as an explosion builds and expands throughout my body. It spreads to my nipples, hardening them further beneath Bear’s tight pinches, then it continues across my chest, my neck, to the very tips of my toes; it’s everywhere.
I can’t get enough and yet it’s too much all at the same time.
“Open your eyes, Baby Girl.”
I didn’t even realize I had closed them, the pleasure so intense I can barely breathe.
Looking down at the delectable man with his head between my legs, using his tongue and fingers to draw another orgasm from me, I mentally thank Eros, the Greek god of love and sex, son to Aphrodite and Ares.
Over the last few days, Bear has shown me all the ways he could make me feel wanted and loved. It’s been amazing, mind-blowing, even. In fact, I’d say these last four days have helped me to see sex in a whole new light.
Case in point: this thing he’s doing right now, down there, he says is his favorite. With his head between my legs, I can’t see much but I can feel it all from the way his tongue licks deep inside to the in-and-out rhythm of his fingers. And oh my gods, the nipple pinching may very well drive me to the edge of my sanity. The best part of it all is that he’s the one and only person to touch me in this way, the only man to ever bring me pleasure. If I had to guess, I’d say that’s the reason he likes it so much. Bear is a sexual genius, but his greatest asset is the sincerity in his emotions he wears on his sleeve. And that’s the man I’m falling in love with and I’m not even afraid of it.
The intensity of the orgasm grows to almost bursting point and his mouth vibrates against me when I hear him growl with pleasure.
“You taste so fucking good.”
Then his lips latch on to my clit and he sucks, hard, as I hold my breath in anticipation.
“Come for me.”
And come, I do. With a scream loud enough to wake the dead, pleasure erupts all over my body and I lose any semblance of control. My hips lift from the bed, my back arching high, and my legs shake as if they have a mind of their own.
“Good girl.”
“Oh, gods. You are something else.” My breaths are still heavy as Bear places a gentle kiss over my clit before shifting up the bed to lie beside me, pulling me into him.
“And I’m all yours.” He chuckles.
“And I’m yours.” I sit up, resting my forearms across his chest, mesmerized by his wide smile. “Can I ask you something?”
“Always.”