Holy friggin' crap.
The angle made the tiny studs at the base of his cock grind against my clit. Every. Single. Time. Rub, rub, rub.
I threw my head back against the wall and gasped out his name.
"Fuck...fuck...baby..." he hissed through clenched teeth. His hips pumped faster, still an inch, two inches, three inches. The long shaft stayed buried in me, stretching me around his thick cock. "Too good.”
Heat burst between my legs, shooting up my spine, down my legs as his piercing hit my clit roughly over and over again. Then, all of my nerves went galactic. My entire body exploded with electricity and fireworks that couldn't be described, blood pounded through my ears and I went deaf.
I didn't hear the loud choke that squeezed from Dex's throat, or the grunts that he pitched as his thrusts turned frantic, jerky. I didn't see his wild eyes turn down to look at where we were joined, to see him lose his mind as he watched his length disappear. I didn't hear the sound of pleasure that poured from him as he came, warmth and wetness flooding me.
Dex pumped his hips slowly, his breaths hard and gasping as he shifted our combined weight again to press my back securely against the wall. His chest was flat to mine, all sweaty and panting. I squeezed my legs around his hips, his cock jerking inside of me. I rested my face to the side of his as I caught my breath.
The hand on my shoulder made a slippery slide up and down my ribs, coming to rest on the nape of my neck. From the waist up, we were wrapped up in each other, and if I could, I'm sure I could have felt the pounding of his heart on my own skin.
I took a deep breath and pressed my lips to his Adam's apple. "Can we do that again soon?"
A chuckle rose up from him, loose and happy, as he rubbed the side of his stubbled face against mine. "You've gotta be the best thing I never knew I wanted."
Oh man.
I was suddenly way too glad that he couldn't see the huge smile that overwhelmed my face. Telling him that he was sweet didn't seem like something he'd like to hear, so I kept my mouth shut and kissed the line of his jaw instead. I wanted to tell him that he was the best thing I never thought I'd have but I kept that to myself. It felt like too much right then.
Too much emotion for one day.
"That wasn't the way I planned for this to go," he panted.
"It's okay." I kissed his chin. "I'm not going anywhere." Permanently at least, my brain chose to remind me.
"Fuck yeah." Dex nipped at my ear once more. "Gotta put you down," he said in a way that sounded apologetic. "You made me cum like a freight train, baby. It's a miracle I haven't dropped you yet."
He was right, at least I expected he was after he'd put me down on my feet and pulled out, a gush of liquid seeped out, wetting my inner thighs. Realization slammed into me.
Shit. Shit!
Sweat beaded on my forehead, my temples. "Dex, I'm not on any birth control."
He made a humming noise as he brought his hands up to cup my face with those darkened, tattooed hands. He stroked the top of my head. "I'm fuckin' up all kinds of shit tonight. I'm sorry, baby. Didn't even think about it." He wrapped my hair around his fist, bright blue eyes intent on my own. "I’ve always been careful. You don't got anything to worry about," Dex promised.
Nothing to worry about. Oh bloody hell.
There were very few things I remembered about the semester of health class that I took, but the safe sex class was recorded in there. Safe sex, they’d stressed. You don’t want to end up pregnant or taking meds the rest of your life.
"Baby." He pulled on my hair. "Nothin' to worry about. I’ve never…” Dex looked awkward for a moment, because yeah, I definitely wanted to hear about him having sex with other people right after he was with me. Not. “You’re the only one. Ever. We'll figure out the rest, all right?"
Well, it was done and over with. My period was coming in no time, so my chances of ovulating...I should be fine. Plus, I was ‘the only one.’ He wouldn’t lie to me about something so personal. The calm look on Dex's face was my reassurance that things would be okay. At least this something would be okay, maybe not everything in general.
I nodded into his throat. "I know."
He nodded right back, smiling just a little as he swept a palm down my ass to cup it. "Good." With a soft sigh, Dex kissed my chin. "Shower time."
I rubbed my thighs together, the sticky fluid coating skin. "Good idea."
Dex was silent as he turned on the water, leading me into the large tub. Wide, suspecting eyes glanced over the deep, colorful bruises on the hip I’d landed on.