VERSUS (Second Chances 2)

I want more. I crave more of her, but I stop when I feel her hand loosen in my hair.

Her body goes lax beneath me.

“That was…” she giggles. “I don’t know what words to use.”

I glance up to see her staring down at me. “You don’t need words.”

She rests her head back against the pillow. “Good because there are no words.”

I rain kisses on her flesh as I crawl up her beautiful body. I stop to circle my tongue over the sensitive skin between her breasts. Whenever I touch it, she moans.

It brings her pleasure so I’ll remember it. Always.

When I reach her mouth, I kiss her softly. “Thank you, Eden.”

Her eyes widen when I move to sweep a strand of hair from the side of her face. “I’m the one who should be thanking you.”

“That’s a gift to me.” I kiss her again; taking time to breathe her in. “Your pleasure is a gift.”

Her bottom lip trembles.

My cock is aching. I’m so hard that all it would take is a brush of her hand against the tip of my dick to make me come.

Feeling her climax under me almost sent me into an orgasm, but I held back because I want to feel her heat wrapped around me.

“I’ll give you five minutes before I fuck you.” I take her bottom lip between my teeth, tugging it softly.

Her hand curls around the back of my neck. “Now.”

“You’ll come again,” I say it as much as a promise as a warning.

“I know.” Her soft lips curve against mine. “Please.”

I’ll never deny her my body.

I reach for a condom, sheathing myself with a groan because I’m already so lost to this. I’m already imagining how tight her cunt is.

I slide into her in one smooth stroke. It’s so intense that I have to close my eyes to ward off the raw need to give in and fuck with abandon.

I want to savor this.

She brings her hips up to meet mine, sinking me even deeper inside of her. Her hands run a path down my shoulders and arms and back up until they settle on my chest.

I take her in slow strokes at first, giving her time to adjust to the length.

Her body responds with a demand of its own when she clenches me, urging me for more.

I thrust deeper and faster, taking my cues from her.

I want her to come first. I fucking need her to come first.

When she does, I follow right behind her with an intensity that burns through every part of me.

Chapter 42

Dylan

An hour later, I’m on my couch in a pair of sweatpants while Eden sleeps in my bed.