Bash chuckled and lifted her off the ground. “I know.”
“Cocky,” she accused through a grin.
“Not cocky—you smell like sex and happiness. I did that. You like me.”
She cracked up and nodded. Touché. Bash with his heightened senses and brutal honesty would never make it easy for her to play coy. Huh. She really liked the idea of no games with him.
Bash’s blazing green eyes danced in the moment before he kissed her again, and when he settled her on her feet onto the cold laminate floor, he shocked her and slid his hand down the front of her panties. “Want to touch you,” he murmured between kisses. He dragged two fingers up her wet folds, and she jerked against his hand accidentally. Before she could muster her embarrassment, he cupped her sex and slid a finger inside her. With a moan, she rolled her hips forward to bump her clit more firmly against his palm. The growl was back in his throat, more urgent this time. Hooking his free arm around her back, Bash carried her through the small kitchen and into his bedroom. She was lost in his kiss now, numb to the world as he worked her closer to orgasm. He pushed his tongue deep into her mouth just as he settled her on top of his soft bed.
“I’ll take care of you,” he whispered, easing back to shuck his jeans. “I know you don’t want no baby with me now, and I don’t have protection, so I’ll just make you feel good, okay?”
“Okay, okay,” she panted out as he pulled her panties down her thighs.
But she wanted more. Needed more. Bash had unsheathed his giant, throbbing dick, and it jutted out between his powerful legs as he positioned himself above her, straddling her hips. He would feel so good buried deep inside her, but maybe he was right. Maybe they should hold off trying for babies. She thought about her appointment, but all her reasoning from this morning flapped out the window like a colony of bats. They both wanted to be parents, and they both cared deeply for each other, but they were supposed to wait for…something.
Emerson spread her knees wider to give him more room in the cradle between her thighs. Needy, little beggar, she knew she was teasing and tempting, but she was losing her mind. The triceps of his muscular arm flexed as he locked his arm against the mattress, his hand right beside her face. He rocked his hips above her, as if he couldn’t help himself, and slid two fingers into her.
She cried out at how good it felt and arched her back against the comforter, spreading her legs even wider.
“Fuck, Emerson,” Bash whispered, eyes on her breasts. He leaned down and drew her aching nipple into his mouth, soothing it instantly as he lapped and sucked her, moving his fingers inside of her in a steady, slow rhythm.
Emerson leaned forward and gripped his hard shaft, then slid her hand down it. Bash tensed his abs and rocked forward, encouraging her touch, as he rolled his eyes closed. The head of his cock was swollen and red and a drop of moisture appeared on the tip. His hips bucked again as she took another stroke. God, he felt so good moving his fingers inside her, but her foggy mind screamed that it wasn’t enough. Testing, she pulled his dick downward until it touched her sex.
Bash gritted his teeth then kissed her deeply, his tongue pushing against hers at the same pace he was setting with his fingers. Emerson kept his dick against her wetness until he lowered down farther and rubbed each stroke against her sex without her guiding him. Slowly, he withdrew his fingers and gripped her hips, shaft resting on top of her. So close, and not nearly close enough. She kissed his neck, then bit him gently before returning to his lips, and now Bash’s control was slipping as he rolled his hips against her. He jerked back, and the head of his shaft touched her entrance, dipped in slightly.
Bash clenched his jaw and flinched his hips away. “I want to be in you so bad, but we can’t. What if…”
Emerson cupped his cheek and searched his eyes. “What if something great happened?”
Bash frowned slightly. “Yeah.”
“You want to try with me?” she whispered.
Bash’s hips moved, and he slid shallowly into her again, which caused her to rock toward him. God, he would feel so good.
“You’re sure?” he asked.
She leaned up and kissed him gently, then relaxed and nodded.
Bash let off a relieved sigh and dipped into her again.
“Deeper,” she begged.
And he did. Bash wrapped his arm around her back and slid into her slowly, halfway, then back. She was so wet and ready. A soft, sexy growl vibrated from his chest as he pushed into her again, burying himself inside her. Easing out, he kissed her. She nipped his bottom lip and held him between her teeth as he flexed his abs against her and slid into her again.