“See, I told you. Do what comes natural.”
“But I need to touch you. Let me touch you: your chest, your abs and your face. I can’t do that if I keep my hands on your shoulders.”
“Go ahead. Touch me.”
She ground her pelvis into mine, still keeping my cock deep inside her as she rocked her clit to my groin area again. She leaned down and licked circles around my nipples with her hot tongue. She licked and sucked my neck and collarbone until I wanted to explode. As she bounced faster, my thighs went rigid. I clenched my arse cheeks to keep from thrusting into her, letting her learn how to get what her body needed. She threw her head back, closed her eyes and gasped with surprise as she came without warning. I gritted my teeth as I felt the spasms tightening around my cock. Hold off, hold off. The second her eyes blinked open after the last orgasmic ripple, I flipped her on her back.
“Sweetheart, I am going to ride you this time.” I pinned her arms above her by the headboard and drove into her.
Stroke after stroke we spiralled to another realm, both of us covered in sweat; both breathing hard, lost in the moment. I put my lips below her ear. “Angel, you are so fucking wet and so fucking tight. I am burning up for you.”
“You—”
“I want you to come with me this time.” I changed the angle of my hips and entered her again with one swift stroke, and she shrieked as I shot my load. My vision blurred, my throat closed. Her sweet pussy milked every drop of cum from my cock. Still, I sought Mia’s mouth. She pressed her chest to mine, breaking free of my hold on her to run her hands all over my body.
I rested my sweaty forehead to hers. “Holy fuck.” I shifted my weight to pull out of her and she hissed. “Sorry, sweetheart, I got a little carried away. You’re probably sore. I shouldn’t have taken you a second time.”
“I like that you got carried away.”
“I’m glad you don’t mind. I can be rough.”
“I’m not nearly as delicate as you think I am.” She looked at the bedside clock on the nightstand. “Shit, is that really the time? I better get home, unless of course you want me to stay?”
“Yeah, I suppose you could stay the night, as long as you’re prepared for the repercussions from your brothers.”
“I should go, really.”
“Why?”
“Because we leave for Queensland tomorrow afternoon and I need to pack. And when I come back, I need to prepare for my parents’ welcome home dinner, remember?” She bounced off the bed and bent down to snatch her clothes strewn haphazardly all over the floor.
Damn, she was leaving? It was probably best she left; that way she wouldn’t cling to the idea of us being an official couple. Shit, I want her to stay, though. Why was she messing with my headspace so much. Fuck!
“Wait.” I grabbed her around her waist. “At least stay the night and get some rest. You can leave early in the morning to get yourself sorted for the convention.”
“Okay.”
I noticed she was wincing as she moved back to the bed. I went to the bathroom and returned with a warm washcloth. “You’re sore, angel; let me clean you up.” I wiped between her thighs and tried not to wince at how swollen she was. “No more sex for you for a while. You didn’t bleed; that’s weird.”
“So, now you are questioning whether I was a virgin or not.”
“No, I could feel you were a virgin. You were as tight as fuck.”
“Good answer, stud. You know, I’ve been riding horses from a young age which you should know has often been the cause of a woman’s hymen breaking. And I use tampons all the time, plus I do have a vibr—”
“Fucking hell, Mia, I was making a statement. No need to get defensive.”
I tugged her to me and held her close, breathing in her smell. Part of me wished she could stay in my bed every night and another part of me wanted her to leave. A lot of shit had happened in a short amount of time with us, and I needed some quiet time to process it all. I’ll let her stay the night and then we can reassess it all.
“Go to sleep.”
“But—”
“No buts. And no more sex. I mean it. You’re sore and swollen; you need a break,” I said, giving her a long kiss. Damn, as much as I wanted it not to be a serious relationship, Mia was drawing me in. And unfortunately since I’d had a taste of her, I never wanted to spend another night without her.
Chapter Fourteen
ZANE
Fuck! The first thing I saw when I woke up were several texts message from my bar manager informing me Jessica was downstairs creating a scene. The last thing I needed to deal with after what could possibly be the best fucking sex I’d ever had in my life was my crazy ex.