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His eyes are stormy and filled with heat as I slowly move down his shaft. The water moves around us and I can only imagine the mess we will have to clean up when water is all over the floor but I don’t care because he’s finally inside of me and I feel safe and like nothing can touch me. His lips move against mine as he moves me up and down his dick and my heart begins to pound in time with his thrusts. I feel like he’s pulling me in deeper, making me crave him, and this and us and I can only hope this doesn’t end with me getting my heart broken. He pulls away from my mouth and runs his tongue along my pulse point and I’m pulled from the negative thoughts when he bites down on my shoulder.
“When you talk like that, I’ll give you whatever you want.”
Fuck me.
“Whatever I want, huh?” I clench my sex hard around him and he closes his eyes and lets out a groan that’s so sexy it speaks to the most primal parts of my soul. The parts that make me want to crawl inside his skin and take up residence there.
“Careful,” he warns. “Having this power over me comes at a price. Now ride this dick and come all over it like a good girl.”
I moan and shiver in his arms hearing those magic words I loved to hear in bed. I hadn’t told him that and I’m glad I didn’t have to.Training a guy to say it could be such a buzz kill.
He stares up at me, running his tongue over his bottom lip as his eyes bore into mine like he knows those words have a direct line to my pussy. “Are you my good girl?”
I nod, my clit splintering and the words tumble out of my mouth at the high of my orgasm. I drop my forehead to his shoulder. “Yes, Daddy! Oh my god, I’m coming.” My eyes flutter shut as I ride him harder, the water sloshing all around us.
“Fuck,” he grits out and I can feel him pumping up into me, his hands on my hips pulling me harder against him as our orgasms move through us. Somehow in the midst of it, our mouths find each other, our tongues intertwining as his cock pulses and my pussy flutters in perfect rhythm.
Our bodies slow to a stop and our lips pull apart with a sexy sound and again we’re eye to eye while he’s still inside of me.
Will it always be like this? So intense and passionate? I feel like I can’t breathe sometimes it’s so overwhelming and I feel like I’m going to say something crazy.
Don’t. You. Dare.
I bite down on my bottom lip to stop the intense feelings brought on by the high of the equally intense sex from spilling out of my mouth andI blink away from him. He turns my face back to meet his deep blue gaze. “You are so beautiful.” His voice is low and I feel the words washing over my skin and burrowing deep within.
I fucking melt.
I feel the tingles in my cheeks over his praise. “Thank you.” I try to move away but he holds me in place, my sex still wrapped around his dick.
“Daddy?” He raises an eyebrow and I’m glad he’s broken through the tension.
The tingles turn to flames and I feel them heat for a second before I narrow my eyes. “You didn’t like it?” I ask, even though I know the answer.
He laughs and slides me off of him but keeps me in his arms. “You’re sexy as fuck, you know that? Of course, I fucking liked it.” He nuzzles my cheek. “We should get out though. You need to rest.”
“Will you stay with me?” I ask, still feeling slightly shook up from earlier, though sated and maybe a tad bit clingy over the man that has learned things about me and my body in two days that no oneincluding myselfknew.
He nods. “Nothing could keep me away from you right now.”
What a fucking day.
I’m trying not to even think about it because it makes me so fucking irate. That fallen light fixture was heavy and sharp and could have killed someone.
Killed Shay.
I squeeze the woman in my arms tighter and she sighs in her sleep. I haven’t been able to fall asleep even though it claimed her within seconds of resting her head on my chest. I’ve just been staring at the ceiling listening to the sounds of her breathing, ensuring me that she’s alive.
I’d gone to the guesthouse to get some clothes, and per her request, brought one of my t-shirts for her to sleep in. Now she’s pressed up against me in my clothes and no panties much to my dick’s appreciation. Her hair is splayed out over the pillow behind her and her lips have formed a pout, pressed against my bare chest. I cup her face, pressing a kiss to her forehead, and she scrunches her nose before snuggling against me more.
I could hold her in my arms forever.
Flashes of what could have happened play through my mind on a loop. More importantly, I don’t miss the weight in the pit of my stomach at the thought of anything happening to Shay. She’d always meant more to me than anyone I protected, but now…
I look down at her, thinking about how much everything has changed and is still changing between us.What does she want from us? From this?
What do I want?
She and I can’t work long-term. She deserves someone in her lifestyle, someone like Paxton—but not at all like Paxton.