Page 54 of The House Guest

He wrapped his hand around my neck as he moved his hips, a delicate possessiveness I absolutely loved. The bed rocked as Dorian ravaged me, and every movement in and out felt tight as he filled me completely.

The muscles between my legs pulsed as I fought the urge to climax. It wasn’t until I felt his body shake over me that I let myself go.

Dorian made a guttural sound that vibrated through my body as I felt the sweet heat of his cum filling me.

No matter what happened between us, I would never get over this man.

After, we were both breathless as we came down from the high of our orgasms. I would likely be in shock for days. Not only had Dorian fucked me, but he’d fucked me the way no one ever had.

Blissfully sated, we turned to each other. I rested my chin on my hand as I stared into his eyes. “Well, that was an interesting homecoming.”

“Emphasis on thecoming…” He panted. “You’re fucking exquisite.”

“What the hell changed?” I asked.

“Nothing changed in terms of my feelings. I’ve always been this crazy about you. I just happened to lose my mind after seeing you with another man. I came home expecting to talk to you, not attack you. But I lost control the moment I laid eyes on you again. The truth is, I’ve wanted this for a long time. I just needed a straw to break the camel’s back. Tonight was fucking it.”

“And now here we are.”

“Here we are,” he repeated softly.

“What’s next?”

“I have no clue. This is all against my better judgment. I’m scared shitless to ruin things with you. You’re all I fucking have that’s good in life. But rather than waste time worrying about why something that feels so right has to be wrong, why don’t I cook for you tomorrow night, and we’ll take it from there?”

My eyes widened. “I thought you didn’t make anything besides apple crisp.”

“I don’t. But I think it would be a nice gesture and a way for me to say thank you for putting up with me.”

“Puttingoutfor you or putting up with you?” I teased, running my finger over his chin.

“Both.” He winked. “But please don’t stop putting out for me. Because now I’m addicted, and I’m most definitely going to need to fuck you again, multiple times.”

“You’re not the only one.”

His expression turned serious. “I’m actually a bit freaked out by my lack of control. I didn’t wear a condom.”

“I’m quite aware of that. The evidence is between my legs.”

“That’s not a precaution I normally forget. This is a conversation we probably should’ve hadbeforewe had sex, but I want you to know I’m clean. I had a full check-up before I left Boston, and I haven’t been with anyone since I got here.”

“Me, too. And I have an IUD. So we’re good. I wouldn’t have let you do it if I wasn’t protected.”

“Well, at least one of us was thinking with their brain. All I was able to think about was getting inside of you.”

“I wouldn’t mind an encore.” I batted my lashes.

“You think I’m gonna let you out of this bed without an encore?”

Smiling blissfully, I looked around. “Where are the dogs, by the way?”

“When I got home tonight, they were jumping all over me, wanting to play. Practically took my balls off for real this time. I didn’t want you to walk into that ruckus—I really did think we were just gonna talk, believe it or not—so I asked Benjamin if he’d keep them next door.”

“The dogs are not gonna be happy about sleeping in the guest house tonight.”

“There’s only room for one woman in my bed tonight, not three.”

“You really haven’t been with anyone since Boston?”