A Hopeful Kind of Love (Kinds of Love 1.5)

She pushed back and undid the buttons on his shirt as he undid his belt buckle and fly. She pushed the fine blue linen off his chest, and he shrugged out of the arms. The white undershirt was off in a second, leaving only his tie on his perfectly sculpted chest.

She let herself look for a moment as he stepped out of his pants and stood before her in only his briefs and his tie. She knew he wasn't lying about his climbing abilities. His muscles were lean and defined in his arms and chest. His abs tightened as he let a long breath out and she realized that he was looking at her as much as she was looking at him.

“Do you have a condom?” Laura asked, suddenly realizing they hadn't discussed this part yet. If he didn't, she wasn't sure what she was going to do. She wanted this so badly. She was tempted to just go for it anyway. She was on the pill anyway, so she wasn't worried about getting pregnant.

He bent down and fished something from his pocket. He held up a small tinfoil square between his fingers, and she relaxed. It only took him a moment to slide out of his briefs and unroll the condom onto his impressive length. Maybe he was related to a T-Rex, she thought for a moment.

She sat on the couch, watching as he moved, still only wearing his tie. He put one knee on the couch and leaned forward to kiss her. She leaned back, spread her legs and guided him in.

She moaned as he filled her, pushing in deep and slow. He swallowed her cries in a kiss as he began to rock his hips and thrust into her. She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him ever into her. With every forward motion, he completed her in a way she'd never known possible.

He was powerful and primal. His body matched hers for every movement. Every motion spread pleasure through them both and Laura heard herself cry out with every thrust. Her fingernails dug into the muscles of his back as she felt pleasure overtake her yet again.

He pushed her over the edge of bliss without stopping this time. His hard length pounded into her, filling her in ways she didn't know needed filling. His tongue mimicked his body's movements, claiming her with every thrust.

She felt him swell and arched her hips to take more of him. It didn't take long before he joined her, shuddering in her arms. His arms shook with strength as his body claimed her as his own.

His own.

Something about being his made her heat again, but it was the low, male sound as he came that did her in. Her body reacted with an orgasm to rival the one earlier.

He dropped his head into the crook of her neck. His breaths came hard and fast, his chest rising and falling beneath her hands. She whimpered as her body shook with pleasure. This was better than anything she'd ever experienced.

He lifted his head to see her face. His green eyes were so damn beautiful that she gasped a little before kissing him. He kissed her back before collapsing back onto her. His weight was like a warm blanket that she never wanted to take off.

Laura was fairly sure her legs were now made of jelly and would never work again. Yet, she felt so amazingly good that she didn't care. This was the best sex she'd ever had in her life. Ever. It blew all other sex out of the water.

He stood up slowly and stretched. She liked watching his muscles stretch with him. She could watch him do that all day. It was almost as good as her jelly legs.

“So, can I see you again?” he asked, turning to smile at her when he caught her watching.

“I'd like that.” She shrugged. “Maybe we can go to an art museum or something.”

He chuckled at her joke and leaned over to kiss her. Good lord, he still tasted amazing.

“What's your number?” she asked, reaching to the floor to find her phone. It took her a second to locate it, but he waited patiently.

“555-1978,” he said, making sure to give her enough time to type in each number. She grinned, and his phone chirped from where he had dropped his pants.

He went to pick it up, smiling as he saw the text message. “Sexy Party Girl? That's what you want your contact name to be?”

“What? Like you're really going to remember my real name?” she asked.

“It's Laura,” he said, his lips caressing her name. He said it like it was important. Goosebumps ran down her arms.

“Okay, Ethan,” she replied with a smile. Maybe this was more than just a one-time thing.

He grinned at her. “I'm still saving you as Sexy Party Girl, though,” he said, hitting a button on his phone. “It'll make me smile every time I see it.”

The flutters filled her chest again. He wanted to see her number on his phone again. “I'm okay with that.”

“What are you saving me as?” he asked her, setting his phone down so he could put his pants back on.

“Sexy Party Boy,” she replied, hitting “save contact” on her phone. “I don't want us to get confused.”

He looked at her like she was the most amazing thing he'd ever seen. “I am so buying you another drink.”

She grinned and stood up to put her dress back on. “After this,” she motioned to their clothes scattered on the floor. “I'd hope so.”