And as he did so, he nudged my clit with the bottom of his hand.
I exploded, screaming, shouting. I didn’t care that Sarah was next door. I didn’t care if anyone was downstairs in the beauty shop. I didn’t care who was on the street below. All I cared about was coming, coming, coming. As the waves of rapture surrounded me, I took flight in my mind.
Talon continued drilling his fingers into my pussy and probing my ass with his tongue as the orgasm went on and on, every cell in my body tingling, sizzling. When I finally came down, panting into the covers, I was spent.
I smiled into the comforter as I melted into the futon.
Talon’s body warmed me as he slid next to me.
“You have too many clothes on,” I said into the covers.
“I can take care of that, baby.” The futon rose slightly when he got up. I heard the unbuckling of his belt, the soft zing of his zipper. I heard him toeing his boots off, and soon he was next to me again, his warm skin heating mine. He flopped his arm over me and pulled me to him so I was lying on my side. His cock nudged me in the back.
I smiled. “Something you wanted?”
Without answering, he slid his cock slowly into my pussy from behind.
Sweet completion. I was still spent from my orgasms, and I didn’t want to move. I just wanted to lie here and feel his presence in my body.
He didn’t move for what seemed like the longest time. We just lay there, joined, our skin touching, his front to my back. He placed his hand over one of my breasts, but what he did wasn’t sexual. He just held me there, as he held his cock inside me.
I sighed again against the covers.
I had never felt as close to anyone in my entire life as I did to Talon in that moment.
Chapter Twenty-Five
Talon
She gripped me so completely. The animal in me had the urge to pull out and thrust back into her heat, work myself up to another climax. Yet I held still, reveled in the snug feel of her body encasing mine. Being inside her, close to her, was so potent yet so comforting at the same time.
And something dawned on me like a light bulb illuminating over my head.
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This wasn’t about sex.
I was in love with her. Of that I had no doubt. But even loving her as I did, I still wanted to fuck her. I was still so sexually aroused by her.
But right now? Yes, I wanted to fuck her and fuck her good, but more than that, I just wanted to be a part of her, joined with her. I didn’t want to know where she ended and I began. I wanted us to be complete in each other. One being. One body.
I kissed the top of her head and inhaled the coconut fragrance of her hair.
Maybe, just maybe, things would be all right.
“Stay?” she said into the comforter.
I chuckled against her hair. “I told you I wasn’t leaving your side until after court on Monday, remember?”
She laughed. “Yes, you did say that.”
“Well, since I’m a man of my word, I’ll stay.” I nudged into her a little more deeply, ignoring the urge to plunge, and kissed the top of her sweet-smelling head again.
When she pushed backward, I couldn’t take it any longer. I began thrusting slowly, ever so slowly, making sweet, quiet love to her. To Jade. To the woman I loved.
“Touch yourself, baby,” I said against her hair.
I felt movement as she shifted her fingers between her legs. I closed my eyes and saw her, in my mind’s eye, softly stroking her beautiful pussy…as I slid in and slid out, methodically, gently bringing myself to the edge.