Lucky in Love (Southern Bride 4)

“You okay?”

I nodded.

He moved slowly at first, allowing me to adjust to the feel of him this way. I soon found myself pressing against him when he thrust into me.

“Christ, Saryn. You’re so fucking sexy.”

“Truitt!” I gasped, my head dropping back as he kissed along my neck and pulled out of me, only to push back in harder and faster each time. “Yes! Don’t stop. It feels so good.”

“I’m not going to last long, baby. Are you close?”

I groaned in frustration. Every delicious thrust pushed me closer, but my orgasm felt out of reach.

“Touch yourself, Saryn.”

My eyes shot open, and I held my breath for a moment. Then I did as he said. It only took a few strokes of my fingers against my clit and I was coming hard. I could feel my body squeeze around him. Truitt pulled out and pushed into me harder.

“Saryn,” he panted, his breath hot against my skin as the water rained down on us. “Fuck, you’re squeezing me. God, I’m coming. It feels…fuck…so good.”

I absolutely loved that Truitt talked to me during sex. I loved that he told me it felt good. That I was beautiful. And when he told me he was coming, it damn near made me come all over again.

After he stopped moving, he gently pulled out of me and then lowered my leg. I turned to face him, and before I could say a word, his mouth was on mine. He lifted me up, and I wrapped my leg around him. Then he was back inside me, moving ever so slowly. I could tell he was going down, but it still felt amazing.

He stopped moving and pressed his forehead to mine. The water cascaded down around us and relaxed me even more. “I’m sorry I lost control. Did I hurt you?”

“Hurt me?” I repeated with a laugh. “God, no. I wanted more. Needed more. That was … that was something we will need to do often.”

Truitt laughed and looked into my eyes. “I take pleasure in watching you fall apart when you come, because, trust me, it is the most beautiful thing ever to watch you have an orgasm.”

My face felt hot and I pressed my lips together tightly.

“Let me clean you up.”

Truitt lifted me up like I weighed nothing, then pulled out of me again. Like earlier, I missed the connection we shared when he was inside of me. He set me down and then froze. His body went rigid, and his face drained of all color.

“What’s wrong?” I asked.

He looked up at me, something etched on his face that was unreadable.

“Truitt, what’s wrong?” My voice was filled with worry.

His throat bobbed hard as he swallowed, and his brows pulled in tight. “The condom broke.”

My eyes immediately went down, only to see that the end of the condom was indeed broken. For a moment I simply stood there, staring at it. How in the world had that happened?

Truitt turned and stepped out of the shower. I quickly turned off the water and followed him. He reached for a towel and wrapped me up in it, the broken condom still on. It touched my heart that he wanted to take care of me even when I knew he was most likely freaking out inside.

“That has never happened to me before. Never. I’m so sorry, Saryn. I…I don’t know why that happened. It wasn’t an old condom. Well, maybe it was older than I thought. Fuck.” His fingers jerked through his hair.

I waited for him to remove it and wrap a towel around his waist before I walked over to him and placed my hands on his chest.

“Truitt, breathe. It’s okay. I told you, I’m on the pill.”

“But…”

My fingers pressed against his lips. “Shh…you’re freaking out and it’s starting to freak me out. Take a breath.”

He did as I asked him to do.

“Listen to me, I’m on the pill. I know that isn’t one-hundred percent effective, but it’s better than me not being on the pill. It’s going to be okay.”

With a simple nod, he said, “I’m sorry. I’d never put you in a situation you didn’t want to be in.”

I placed my hand over his cheek and smiled. “We’re both adults, and I’m pretty sure we both understand what sex can lead to. I’m not worried, and I need you to not be worried.”

“I’m not worried. I want kids.”

My mouth dropped open and I was pretty sure I was rapidly blinking at him in my state of shock.

“I mean, someday. Not right now. With you. I mean, I would love to have kids with you, not right now, unless it happened then I would be happy. I think. I don’t know, I mean, I do, I would, but talking about that right now seems kind of weird since we’re only on our first date and I’ve already unloaded my seed in you.”