New Year's Eve

Neither of us cared as he yanked my underwear down my thighs. They got caught around my ankles and I kicked to get them off. My patience was obliterated. “Come inside me. Please, Joe, now.”

“Fuck,” he murmured, his eyes wild with need. “You kill me.” He kissed me again. Prolonging my need. Toying with me.

In answer, I fumbled for the zipper on his jeans. As I slid my hand inside his boxers to feel his throbbing hard heat, he slipped his hand between my legs, sliding his fingers into me. The wet he found there made him grunt into my mouth. He tore his lips from mine and my chest rose and fell in frenzied breaths as he stared into my eyes with a passion that blew my mind.

“You’re soaked.” His face hardened with need and he gently captured the hand I had wrapped around him and removed it. He pinned my hand to the bed.

Anticipation made me squirm beneath him. Joe never broke eye contact as he shoved down his jeans and boxers just far enough to release himself.

The fingers of my free hand curled into the bedcovers until Joe captured it too and held me down. My panting filled the room and I let my legs fall open wide as he nudged against me. I moaned into his mouth.

He pushed into me. Hard.

My desire eased his way considerably but he was big, thick, and that overwhelming fullness I’d been desperate for caused a pleasure pain to zing down my spine.

“More, Joe,” I begged.

“Fuck, Ryan,” he growled, his head bowing into my neck as he pumped into me.

If everything was out of control before, it turned wilder than I could have imagined. I’d never been so consumed like that. Everything was about the hot drive of him inside of me. My hips rose to meet his hard thrusts, my cries and his groans filling the entire cabin.

I couldn’t touch him, could only take what he had to give, and it was so goddamn exciting I knew I was going to come quickly. The tension inside me tightened, tightened, tightened every time he pulled out and slammed back in.

“I’m close,” I gasped.

He released one of my hands to grab my thigh and he pulled it up against his hip, changing the angle of his thrust. I reached for him blindly as the tension inside of me shattered. I think I even screamed.

My orgasm rolled through me, my inner muscles rippling and squeezing around Joe. His hips pounded faster against me and then momentarily stilled before he cried out my name, his grip on my thigh bruising as his hips jerked with the swell and throb of his release.

I felt his wet heat fill me.

As his climax shuddered through him, he let go of my thigh and slumped over me. Joe’s warm, heavy weight surrounded me and I slid my hands across his back. He was solid and real.

Our labored breathing rasped in my ears.

My heart pounded.

Finally, reality intruded.

I was sprawled on a bed with Joe between my legs, inside me. He was still wearing his jeans because we’d been so frantic to have each other he didn’t even undress fully.

It was the best sex I’d ever had.

But we hadn’t used a condom.

Joe had come inside of me.

Chapter 6

JOE

“You didn’t use a condom,” Ryan whispered, sounding panicked.

The words cut through my post-sex bliss haze.

Shit.

I raised my head from her neck to stare into Ry’s wide eyes. “You on the pill?”

“Yeah, but that’s not the point.”

Realizing what she meant, I cursed under my breath. “I’m clean. I have never forgotten to use a condom before. Not since I got a girl pregnant at sixteen.”

She raised an eyebrow like she didn’t know whether to believe me.

“Ry…” I cupped her face in my hand, my fingers brushing the slight swelling around her eye where the fading bruises were. It killed me I hadn’t been there to protect her. “Do you still not get it? When it comes to relationships, I have been in control my whole life. I’ve never been so fucking desperate to have someone that I forgot to put on a condom. Not after I acted like a stupid kid with Renee and knocked her up. Not… Until now. I have no control over how I feel about you. If I did, this wouldn’t have happened at all.”

To my shock, hurt saturated her features. “I know that probably sounds romantic to you… but to me there is nothing romantic about not being someone’s choice.” She tried to push me off her and I took hold of her wrists to pin her back in place. Ry growled up at me in frustration and fuck if I didn’t get hard inside her again. That definitely hadn’t happened to me since I was a teenager.

She sucked in a breath, feeling me.