Page 87 of Worth Every Moment

Her hands tighten around my neck, hips bucking, back arching, greedy for everything I’m giving her. And I can’t give it to her fast enough. “Ohhhh,” she moans, going rigid in my arms before she shudders, body shaking, limbs trembling… And it’s perfect—she’s perfect—I don’t care what she says. I’m pressed right against her, thrusting the thick length of my dick against her hip. I’m all but fucking her with my clothes on.

Pleasure swirls at the base of my spine, my balls tighten, andfuck, I’m not going to last.

“I’m coming. I’m coming,” Erica squeals into the night air, and it fucking undoes me.

I let out a deep, low groan as violent jerks wrack my body. “Me too. Me too.” My back bows, my jaw tenses and I let out another bellowing groan as my dick unloads right into my fucking boxers, hot and wet.Shit.

Erica goes limp in my arms, moaning nonsensically, muttering words I can’t understand, the sound heavy with arousal.

I hold her up as she shakes, and it takes a second for me to realise she’s laughing. “Why are you laughing?”

“I didn’t pass out. You said I was going to pass out.”

I start to laugh too. “Fuck. Let me try again.” I reach for her, but a wave of dizziness takes over. “Actually, I thinkImight pass out. I just unloaded seven years’ worth of cum.”

Erica is so still it’s like she’s not breathing. “Seven years?” she whispers.

Fuck, fuck, fuck.“A lot. It was a lot,” I say, trying to sound as casual as possible despite the fact my heart is pounding. “My balls are sticky.”

She laughs again—thank God—and a teasing smirk forms on her lips when she says, “You really came in your trousers?”

“Yes, I fucking did,” I say, affecting a casual bravado as I give thanks that she isn’t querying the seven years comment any further. Although she’s already seen the photo in the bathroom, so maybe it doesn’t matter anymore. “Haven’t done that since I was a teenager.”

She clings to me, pressing her face into my shoulder, muffling the breathy sound of her laughter. “That was beautiful.” I don’t know if she means the orgasm or me dry-humping her leg like a dog, or the fact that I just admitted my balls are sticky, but I’m not about to question her. If she says it’s beautiful, then it fucking well is. “I’ve never… no one has ever… No one’s ever made me come like that.”

I tense. “Like what? Outside? On a balcony? Or with their hand?”

“No. Ever. I mean… no one’s ever made me come, except me.”

I tilt my head, trying to restrain the shock that wants to burst across my face.No one has ever made her come?No one’s felt her body quiver, no one’s heard those little sounds she makes.Just me.How is that even possible? Fuck it, I can’t say I’m not delighted to hear it though. “You’ve been dating the wrong men.”

She smiles, but it’s small and there’s a peculiar sadness in her eyes that I don't understand. “Maybe.”

I want to wipe that sadness away. I want to love this woman so fucking hard that I never see that look in her eyes again. I want to get on my knees andfeastuntil she screams with joy.“Come to bed with me.”

Even before she pulls away, I know I’ve lost her.Fuck, Seb. You idiot. Too much, too soon, too fast.

“We need to get some sleep,” she says. “We’ve got a long journey tomorrow.”

I’d almost forgotten about Nico’s wedding. “So? We can sleep on the plane.”

She rolls her eyes. “If I have to spend a week with your entire family, pretending to be your girlfriend—”

“Pretending?”

“Yes. Pretending.” She sighs. “One orgasm doesn’t make it real.”

“It was more like two orgasms, if we count the almost-phone-sex. And it felt pretty fucking real to me.” I can’t help the bite in my words, but Erica doesn’t take the bait.

She places her hand on my arm. “Let’s not fight anymore. I’m tired of arguing with you. I like you. More than a friend. Isn’t that enough for now?” She leans in and kisses me on the cheek.On the fucking cheek.“I need to sleep well tonight. I can’t do that if you’re… there. Being you.”

“Being me?”

“Being all… fuckable.”

The biggest grin works its way across my face.Erica Lefroy thinks I’m fuckable. “I have never had to try this hard to get a woman into bed.”

A bray of laughter fills the night air. “You barely tried. You just said, ‘come to bed with me’.” She cocks a hip, her brow rising in disapproval, but she’s still half naked and completely irresistible. As though she means to take every good thing fromme tonight, she bends to pick up her trousers, pulling them up and fastening them.Hiding everything away.