One More Time

He moaned into my body, and it threw me over the edge. My back bowed so drastically, I thought it would snap in half as my heels dug into the strength of his muscles. His fingertips curled into my skin, and his lips sucked my clit between his teeth. I shuddered and moaned, sweat forming on my brow as I gasped for air.

Rhett’s tongue rode me through my orgasm until I collapsed on the bed, a heaving mess. I felt him kissing up my skin, leaving a trail of wetness behind as my legs continued to quake. He descended between my thighs, and I could feel his pulsing cock, positioned at my entrance and ready to take my body. Our eyes connected while his hands ran up my arms, lacing our fingertips together. Then, he sprawled his body out over mine.

Having Rhett covering me was more than I could stand, and I lifted my hips to accept his cock.

He slid effortlessly into my pussy, drawing moans from both of us. He filled me in ways no other man had as our hands tightened against each other. He rocked into me, his knees planted into the mattress as my body began to soar. Stars were bursting in my vision as Rhett held my gaze, his loving brown eyes never leaving mine.

“You’re so beautiful,” he said. “So perfect for me.”

“I’m all yours, Rhett. Every ounce of me.”

He breathed praises into my skin breathless as his lips lowered to my neck. My hands wrapped around his shoulders, my nails digging into his muscles. My body was drunk on him. My mind was swirling with the smell of him. Our bodies rocked into one another, setting a steady pace that was known only to us. His body felt wonderful against mine. The heat of his skin pierced a part of my heart I had never given to anyone else. There was something about him that drew out a desperation in me I had longed to feel, a passion and a dedication I had never had for anything. Not even my writing.

There was something familiar about him.

There was something about him that felt like home.

“I can’t get enough of you,” he said.

“I love you so much,” I said.

His thrusts came harder, his skin raking against my sensitive clit. I wrapped my legs around his calves, gaining leverage as I dug my fingertips into his skin. I writhed against him, slamming my hips into his as the bed started to rock against the wall. I could feel Rhett marking my neck and breasts as his own, his lips wrapping around my nipple and sucking hard.

It threw me over another edge as my body tensed. My pussy milked his cock for everything it had as my walls fluttered around him.

“That’s it. Give it to me. Let me feel you come,” Rhett said.

“So much. So good. Shit. Oh, oh fuck.”

My body came down from its high, but Rhett didn't stop. He dropped to his forearms and covered his body with mine as our sweat began to drip from our bodies. Our lips entangled, our tongues dancing around, trying to taste all we could have of one another. I moved my toes up the backs of his legs, making his entire body shiver as he slammed into me. I locked my legs around his waist and opened myself up to him, arching my back and allowing him to go deeper. His cock kept brushing up against that spot, that beautiful spot that weakened my knees and rolled my eyes into the back of my head.

I could feel his dick throbbing against my walls, his balls slapping against my ass.

“Come with me,” I said breathlessly. “Please. I want to feel you.”

“I love you. I love you, Chanel. So much.”

I clung to him and buried my face into the crook of his neck. My lips sucked on his skin, nibbling marks onto his body he would see in the morning. My entire body tensed as my pussy clamped down on him, stilling his movements as my pussy came around his cock. My walls pulsed and fluttered, rendering him speechless as his teeth sank into my shoulder. His arms were wrapped tightly around my body as threads of his hot cum painted the inside of me.

I shook against him, my fingernails curled in

to his skin as his name fell off my tongue.

He collapsed on top of me, both of us panting for breath as he stayed sheathed within my body.

I was amazed by him, by the sexual stamina he possessed and his ability to know my body that well. I was amazed at the force of my orgasms. They spun the room and caused silver threads to burst in my gaze. I was amazed by how his body fell into mine so effortlessly and how I could wrap my arms around him and feel protected even though I was holding him. Rhett placed lazy kisses in the crook of my neck as his cock began to dwindle. Then, he slid off my body and pulled me into his arms.

“Stay with me tonight,” Rhett said. “Don’t go home.”

“You didn’t have a choice,” I said breathlessly. “I still can’t move.”

Rhett’s chuckle filled my ears as he reached down, pulling his comforter over us as my body molded to his. I curled into his rippling muscles, my lips pressing one last kiss to his skin before I fell asleep.

Finally, things felt right.

CHAPTER 38

RHETT