Say Yes

Yes. That.

“Can we…?” I blinked, trying to organize enough brain cells to ask the question. “Walker, I’m clean. And I’m on the pill. Are you…?”

He pulled back, his blue eyes dark in the shadowy light of the foyer as he gazed at me intently. His hands on my ass tightened, and his chest rose and fell. “I’m clean too, Macks. I haven’t been with anyone for—”

I lunged forward to kiss him again. I knew it’d been a long time for me, and I hoped it had been for him too. But that wasn’t what mattered right now. This was about the two of us. About the burning need to be close to him, skin to skin, bare.

When I finally broke away, I stroked my fingers down the side of his face, loving the way he turned into my touch. “I want to feel you, Walker. All of you. Please.”

He shook his head dazedly, like he couldn’t believe he’d gotten so lucky as to end up here with me right now. Then he turned his head, drawing my thumb into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the tip before biting gently. He kept his gaze on me as he slipped it out of his mouth, a hungry, intense expression stealing over his features.

“I want you too, Macks. So fucking much.”

I reached between us, lining him up at my entrance, and this time, Walker didn’t tease either of us. He surged forward, sinking into my pussy in one deep stroke. I was so wet and ready for him that there was no resistance, and I swore I could feel every ridge of his thick length as he paused inside me. I squeezed my walls around him, and both of us groaned in pleasure.

It was bliss.

Perfection.

“Jesus, Macks,” he breathed in a rough, ragged voice. “I’m not gonna last long this time. I’m sorry. I’ll make it up to you, I promise.”

It didn’t matter. I was already balancing on the razor’s edge of pleasure myself, the intensity of the moment driving my desire to a higher and higher peak.

“Just fuck me, Walker. Please,” I gasped, wrapping my arms tight around him, digging my fingernails into his back.

That was all the urging it took. As if my words had unleashed something inside him, Walker withdrew and then surged forward, pounding into me hard and fast. He whispered incomprehensible words as he moved inside me, and with every thrust, the pressure against my clit made fire lick through my body.

“God, Macks!” His voice was a roar as he pistoned his hips harder, the movement falling out of rhythm until he ground his hips against mine, pulsing inside me.

“Walker!” My legs clenched around his waist, and I threw my head back, his orgasm sending me spiraling into my own. I whimpered and moaned as intense pleasure flooded my entire body, stealing my sanity.

We both gasped for breath, and he rested his forehead against mine, still holding me securely against the door. I could feel his heart pounding against mine, our breaths mingling in the space between us.

“That was—”

“—incredible,” I finished, a gasping laugh falling from my lips.

Walker pulled back, warmth and humor sparking in his eyes. “Yeah. That.”

He stepped away from the wall, keeping me wrapped in his strong arms. A quiet huff sounded from behind us, and we both turned to see that Bruno had wandered in from the living room, probably wondering what all the noises were. The dog cocked his head curiously, and Walker chuckled before cursing under his breath.

Then he glanced back to me, a broad smile curving his perfect lips. “What do you say we go upstairs and do that again? And maybe again?”

“Hmm… I think that’s a brilliant idea.”

I grinned at him, and he turned to carry me across the foyer, his slowly softening cock still buried inside me.

“I’m glad you agree.” He dropped a kiss to the tip of my nose before glancing back over his shoulder at Bruno. “And I’m locking the damn door!”

I laughed all the way up the stairs.

16

Walker

I woke up with the sunshine in my face, warmth at my side, and a dog at the foot of my bed.

When had this become my life?