“Trust me, you’re doing everything right.”
With a grin, she ran her lips over his hard length before taking him into her mouth. Hayden’s hoarse shout reached her as she curled her tongue around him, teasing the sensitive flesh as she moved back and forth.
One hand tangled in her hair, guiding her to the right rhythm. She could almost feel his tension as he fought not to thrust against her mouth, and couldn’t help her smile. She liked him like this. Gasping with pleasure, shedding his control. It’s how they should be together. Always.
Knowing she was driving him to distraction filled her with a power she’d never felt before. It made her want more. She wanted to hear him roar in release. To see his eyes glazed with pleasure.
She shifted her eyes up to see him and he met her gaze, a bolt of pure connection shooting through her. In response, she ran her tongue over the head of his cock once more.
“Damn,” he cursed. “I want to come when I’m inside you. You have to stop.”
She arched a brow, not slowing.
With a guttural groan, he pulled himself away from her mouth, flipping her as he reversed their positions. He reached under the pillow, searching for something with blind need.
When she saw him withdraw a condom, she laughed. “You know how I value being prepared,” she complimented.
“If I got you onto this bed, I didn’t want to take any chances,” he replied, ripping the foil packet with his teeth before unrolling the condom onto himself.
Avery wiggled back to give him room to position himself. She felt his cock butt up against her slit and couldn’t calm the butterflies in her stomach.
“Ready?” he asked her, holding himself above her with one hand as the other prepared to guide himself into her.
She reached out to cup his face. “I think I’ve been waiting for this for years,” she whispered.
He thrust forward without another word.
Avery arched back, her lips parted on a soft gasp. He settled deep inside her, filling her in a way that made everything fall into place.
Hayden grasped her hips and withdrew before surging back inside her. Hot pleasure had her moaning even as she bent her knees, planting her feet on the bed to draw him in deeper. With each thrust she angled her body up to meet his, rocking to the same rhythm. One hand wrapped around his shoulders while the other flailed out to twist in the sheets.
Opening her eyes, she glanced up to meet his dark gaze as he pressed forward. Her body tingled in awareness. Something about this was new. Everything was different with Hayden. It was simply more. More intense, more intimate, more important. He cleared her mind of everyone who’d come before him.
Pleasure coiled deep inside her, building with every thrust. Her teeth grazed his shoulder as her orgasm grew ever closer.
“That’s it, love,” he whispered in her ear. “Let me see you break apart in my arms.”
His words wrapped around her. Her breath quickened as she angled her pelvis to pull him deeper. One leg locked around his hips as she panted beneath him.
“Hayden,” she pleaded. She was so close. Just a little more.
He thrust back into her, and the world split apart. Her cry rocketed off the wooden walls as her climax crashed over her. Hayden delved into her with a wild frenzy before his body stiffened. His roar echoed hers as his own orgasm overtook him.
She smiled up at him in lazy languor as she rode the waves of her aftermath. Every cell in her body had exploded with pleasure at the same time. She’d had passionate sex before, but this was off the charts. Hayden was just that good.
Staring at his slack expression, she amended the thought. They were just that good together.
He pulled out of her, collapsing at her side, one arm tossed across her waist.
“Hell,” he breathed when he was able. “We have to do that again.”
She laughed.
“Yes,” she said, kissing the tip of his nose. “But I want to be on top this time.”
His eyes nearly crossed at the offer. “I think we can negotiate something that will make us both happy,” he said.
Avery turned into his arms as he pulled her close. She fit perfectly under his chin, and she wondered if he noticed.
Closing her eyes, she allowed herself a small respite, knowing she wouldn’t get much sleep tonight.
For the first time in far too long she was filled with a bright, pure joy she’d forgotten existed. And while part of her feared it wouldn’t last, right now she wanted to stop thinking and simply enjoy.
Because she was reasonably sure Hayden Wexton wasn’t a man she’d be getting over any time soon.
Chapter Fifteen
“I’d ask how your weekend went, but you seem to be glowing. I didn’t think that was a real thing.”