Time disappeared. Morning? Night? Who the hell knew? It could have been anywhere in between, and they could have been anywhere on earth. It wouldn’t have mattered. All that existed was the pleasure they were giving and absorbing from each other.
They continued to kiss as though trying to steal every ounce of each other’s breath as Keith began to rock his hips. Together, they moved in a slow, sensual way she’d never experienced. Getting off would happen for both of them, but it wasn’t the primary goal right now.
Connection, intimacy, reverence—that’s where the focus lie, whether or not they could admit their terrifying and breathtaking emotions out loud. Every inch of her skin tingled, and shivers ran up and down her spine, chasing his fingertips as they stroked her heated skin.
The kiss turned slow, languid, and exploratory but no less intense. They moved as a unit without breaking contact once. Neither seemed to bear the thought of separating enough for a whiff of air to pass between them. After a time, their mouths stilled, and they rested with foreheads pressed together. Mickie opened her eyes to find Keith watching her and couldn’t have closed them again if she wanted to. The raw, naked longing in his gaze touched the very center of her chest and filled her with hope for a happiness she’d long ago given up achieving.
Suddenly, everything she was experiencing came to the surface, and keeping it in seemed impossible. “Keith,” she whispered. “I—” She swallowed. She’d be a fool to say it, but the words couldn’t be contained.
“Thank you,” he murmured against her lips, stealing her chance to blurt the impulsive claim.
This couldn’t be love. It was only lust, potent affection, and two kindred souls finding peace.
Then he moved his mouth to her ear. “Every second I’m with you, I want a thousand more. I think I need you more than air.”
Her breath hitched. The words, spoken with so much sincerity, made her heart soar. But they also struck fear into her core. Her life had fallen apart once, and it’d taken months of grueling, humiliating work to get herself on the right track. She’d lost nearly everything and left her entire world behind to find herself. Yet that punishing and the arduous journey seemed fun in comparison to what it would be like to scrape herself off the cement if Keith eventually decided she wasn’t worth the risk to his own world.
Shit, she couldn’t start down that tunnel of dark thoughts, or she’d end up searching out a bottle. To keep herself in the moment, she kissed him again. Desire flared when he groaned into her mouth. They moved with purpose now, rocking, thrusting, and grinding their hips. Her nipples dragged across his chest. The sparse hair tickled, adding a new level of sensation to the already out-of-control riot of electricity shooting from her nerve endings.
“Come for me, baby,” he whispered against her mouth. His hand found its way between their sweat-plastered bodies and went straight for her clit. “Let me feel that pussy squeezing me. Show me how much you love this cock filling you.”
“Yes,” she said as the tingling increased and her mind fuzzed. “I love it.”
I love you.
She ground her clit against his seeking thumb just as he sank his teeth into the side of her neck. The light bite sent her over the edge into an orgasm unlike any she’d ever experienced. The mind-blowing explosion she usually chased didn’t happen. Instead, intense pleasure rolled through her in a wave, starting at her toes and claiming each muscle in her body one by one. By the time it ceased, she was limp, exhausted, and more satisfied than she’d ever been in her life.
Keith came at the same time. His arms banded around her in a vice-like embrace. He buried his face in her neck and let out a long, low moan as he shuddered in her arms.
They stayed that way, naked, clinging to each other for endless minutes. She wished it could have persisted forever. Eventually, Keith finally lifted his head and met her gaze. Then he kissed her with the lazy hunger of a man who came moments ago yet wanted more.
His hips moved again in a slow roll, setting off a course of aftershocks. Still inside her, he began to harden all over again.
She gasped into his mouth.
Keith chuckled. “What can I say?” he whispered as he drew his head back enough for her to see his face. “Can’t get enough of you.” Then he winked and flipped her to her back with a smooth and skillful move.
He gripped her hands, pinned them above her head, and began to fuck her in earnest this time.
It didn’t take long for him to drive her up all over again, and this time as she came apart beneath him, she saw it clear as day.