Lover (Court University 4)

I just wanted him and to not think so damn much. Thinking made me make logical decisions, and I didn’t want that. Not in this moment.

A smile as he turned me around, then pressed his body on mine. He mouthed heated kisses across my back beneath him, and this had to have taken so much effort, to control himself without crushing me. He was so much bigger than me.

“I promise,” he said, his hand between my legs. He fingered me, my body tense. “Just stay here with me.”

My eyes closed as he tunneled deep within me, tight strokes with his long fingers. He got me so close toward the cliff before he reached for his pants and put a condom o

n. By the time he did, I was on my back, and he was on top of me again.

I knotted my arms behind his neck, my chin tilting up as he entered me, and my eyes rolled back.

God.

So full, so tight. He had the capability of ripping me apart, which he knew because he always started slow.

“Open up,” he urged, sucking my earlobe into his mouth. He rocked his hips. “Let me in.”

His hips dropped hard the moment I gave him the sign, my legs spreading apart the instant the discomfort subsided, and the pleasure took over.

I called out, my chest arching for his hands. Ramses took full advantage of that, his hands kneading my breasts.

“Stay with me,” he panted, his hips rolling in quick succession. “I got you.”

His fingers pinched my aching peaks. He fucked me deep into his sofa while he pleasured my breasts.

“Ramses, fuck me.” I buried my cries into his neck, tasting his sweat. I licked his pulse. “Hard. Please. I don’t need gentle.”

He trusted me on that, fucking me hard and fast. Raising my arms, he stretched me, and he swelled hot inside me.

He came before I did, his eyes rolling back. Even still, he didn’t stop his hips until the fire exploded in my tummy.

I spasmed around him, completely lost as he pulsed hard inside me. He finished well before, but even still, continued to kiss me.

“That’s it. Come back with me,” he coached, so tender. Gathering my breasts, he squeezed before cradling and massaging my back. He kissed my neck. “Don’t disappear on me.”

It was like he knew to say these things, that I would if I thought too much. I still might, sighing when he kissed me deep into the couch.

Ramses pulled out, but then there were his hands, his body. He tucked me tight into his mighty conclave. His unyielding wall of safety and security. He gave that to me. No questions asked.

I wasn’t surprised as he tucked me back into his arms, but the thing about us was, we were always a distraction for the other. We never allowed ourselves to be real enough with the other to be any other way. It would take effort to be with each other, an effort he seemed to want to make.

I want you to be my girl.

Too much thought, too many words. I’d create a new reality if I listened, so I closed my eyes.

I went to sleep within his heat and his soft hip hop beats.

Chapter Nineteen

Bri

Ramses and I didn’t go back to the charity event. We went to my hotel room, where we didn’t leave.

We’d done the civil thing, of course. He’d texted his date, and I’d called mine. Meredith, as he’d said, hadn’t expected to go home with him so her quick response of “Catch ya later” hadn’t been surprising on his end. He hadn’t told me the excuse he’d given her for leaving, but they seemed amicable about how both their nights ended. She’d probably, like he’d also said, gone home with someone else, and though Guy hadn’t expected him and me to leave together either, he had been surprised by the call.

Initially, I’d given him some lame excuse for leaving. I had to stop at my hotel room to get something. He hadn’t protested, but when I called to say I wouldn’t be returning, his concern rang through the line. I gave yet another lame excuse, this time feigning illness, and I felt a little guilty about that. I didn’t like lying to people, and I had been clear things weren’t going anywhere between the pair of us.

Ramses had me doing things I didn’t normally do, this man, this… young man making me live and breathe life in a different way. When I was with him, I didn’t think. I didn’t want to think so it was easy for me to give in to a night of passion.