His hot breath against my neck sent a thrill over my body. The feel of Dirk inside of me nearly left me dazed and confused. I opened my eyes to see him staring at me. “You never what?” I asked as I fought for air.
He slowly shook his head. “I never thought it could feel so good.”
I wrapped my legs around him tightly. “More, Dirk, please.”
He kissed my neck and along my jawline before he confessed, “I’m afraid I’m going to hurt the baby.”
I giggled. “Trust me, you’re not going to hurt the baby.”
“I don’t want to lose control, and I’ve got to be honest, I’m balancing on the edge here, sweetheart.”
I dug my fingers into his ass as I lifted myself up into him. “Don’t treat me like a china doll. Please, Dirk. Give me more of you.”
He moved faster, and I raised my hips to match his rhythm. “Harder!” I cried out. I had never been vocal when it came to sex. I hadn’t had very many partners since my first time with Dirk, but being with him made me feel so…powerful. I knew what I wanted from him, and I had every intention of taking it.
“Fucking hell, Merit.”
“Yes! Dirk, fuck me harder.”
And that was his undoing. He lifted up and grabbed onto my legs and gave me exactly what I asked for. I gripped the bedsheets and relished in how his body moved against mine. The sounds of our lovemaking caused my body to wind up tightly, and another orgasm started to build deep in my body.
“So close,” I panted out.
“That’s it, baby. Tell me what you want me to do,” Dirk panted out.
I thrashed my head back and forth. Never had I ever experienced such raw passion while with a man. It was powerful, yet so beautiful. I was moved almost to tears. My mind whirled as I rode on the edge of an orgasm. So close, but out of reach.
“Merit, baby, you’re squeezing on me. God…I can’t hold back.”
I lifted my hips more to meet him, trying to get him deeper. He grabbed my leg and lifted it higher, which in turn caused him to go exactly where I needed him to. He hit that elusive spot that my body needed in order to lose control.
“Yes! Yes! Dirk, yes!!”
Then he touched my clit, and I could feel my body pulsing around him as he grew bigger, his own body shaking with the force of his orgasm. It was blissful, yet so intense. Unlike anything I had ever experienced. We both cried out each other’s names as we fell apart…together.
Dirk slowed his movements, then pressed his mouth to mine in another searing kiss. “I love you,” he mumbled over and over against my lips. As if he had waited a thousand years to declare it and couldn’t say it enough. “I love you. I love you. I love you…”
I was in a bubble of euphoria as I took in every single word and let them settle around me like a warm blanket.
Was this even real? Could I possibly be this happy? This content?
I wasn’t sure how long Dirk stayed inside me as we kissed, neither of us in a rush to leave the bed, or one another. It was only when my betraying stomach growled that Dirk snapped out of it.
He pulled out of me and then smiled. “Quick shower and then breakfast.”
Nodding, I let him help me up and off the bed as we walked into the master bathroom. I turned on the water, and what should have been a quick shower turned into another amazing moment with Dirk buried inside of me. This time he cherished my body and moved deliciously slow.
When I came, Dirk followed quickly after.
He leaned his forehead against mine as he fought to regain control of his breathing, and I did the same.
“Are you okay?” I asked as I toyed with his wet hair, water still pouring over both of us.
With a chuckle, he pulled back and met my gaze. “Am I okay?”
I nodded.
“I’ve never felt so alive in my entire life.”
There was no way I could stop the smile that spread over my face.
“Come on, let me dry you off and finally make you breakfast, Bugs.”
I rolled my eyes at the nickname but didn’t say anything as I watched him step out of the shower first and dry off. After he thoroughly dried me—stopping to kiss my mouth and then my stomach—he walked back into the bedroom and grabbed his t-shirt and slipped it over my head. He looked me over slowly…and I saw it in his eyes and laughed.
“If I don’t get food soon, I’ll have zero energy.”
His eyes met mine. “Shit. Food. Right.”
An hour later, I dropped onto the sofa and moaned. “I’m so full, I don’t think I can move.”