Chapter 19
“You’re fucking delicious.”
She whimpers with a sexy post-orgasm glow. “Please. More.”
My cock jerks at her begging tone. I’m settled between her thighs.
The tip of my cock touching the warm spot between them. Warm and wet. Utter perfection.
I stare down, watching as sexy pants leave her mouth. My lips take hers in a strong kiss. Her tongue enters my mouth and I groan. The feel of her strong tongue demanding more drives me wild.
I pull back an inch, staring into her eyes that are roaming my face.
My hips tilt and my cock slides over her wet opening. For a second, I forget myself. “Fuck.”
I drop my head and sit back.
“What”s wrong?”
“Nothing’s wrong. I just almost forgot the damn condom. You”re fucking up my head.”
She smiles at that.
“Is it funny to you?”
“No,” she replies, biting her lip in a naughty way.
I shake my head with a lopsided grin.
I climb out from between her thighs and off the bed. There’s a condom in my wallet, so I grab it from there.
I tear it open and roll it on before getting back on the bed and settling between her thighs.
“Is that better?” She lifts her brow with a smirk on her face.
“That was close.”
“Yeah, I don”t intend to get pregnant anytime soon. I need my job. Next time we need to get it ready.”
“Next time...?” I settle my hands beside her head with a quirk in my brow.
“Is this a one-time thing?” she asks with widened eyes and fear.
“Fuck no. I want to repeat this as many times as possible.” My voice drops darkly as I continue, “I”m addicted to your taste. Addicted to this perfect body. Fuck I’m addicted to you.”
An exhale leaves her mouth at the same time her arms touch mine. She clings to me as I inch forward. I’m teasing the outside of her pussy. I glide through her arousal before I finally enter the tip of my cock inside her, causing her hands to slide up and onto my shoulders.
Fucking hell. She’s so tight.
“Ah. Please. More. Don”t stop,” she whimpers.
I ease my cock farther inside and stop. Even though I’m so close to just ramming her hard and watching her scream. I’m battling myself because I want to enjoy her, but I want her so badly at the same time.
I’m slightly losing control with her.
“Just give me a minute,” I murmur. “I’m thick, so I”m giving you time to adjust to my size.”
I drop my lips to her neck, kissing the delicate skin, and then continue up to the shell of her ear. At the same time, my hand moves to her breasts. I roll her nipple between my thumb and forefinger.
“Ah. Remy.”
Goosebumps scatter her skin, and her nails dig into my shoulder.
My hand moves to the other nipple, repeating the same movement. As my lips meet hers, I swallow another gasp. With her lips parted, I slide my tongue against hers.
Her hands slide up my neck and hold on to my head and pushes it down to kiss me harder.
We kiss until I feel the muscles in her pussy loosen and her hands release their tight hold on me.
“You ready?”
“Now?” she begs softly.
I growl, loving those words.
With a shift of my hips, I thrust deep inside her then still. Nova’s head tips back slightly. “Oh. God. Remy.”
I press my lips onto hers and swallow another one of her moans. Then I breathe. “It”s okay. I got you.”
“Yes,” she moans again when I roll my hips. Her eyes roll back into her head as her lips part sexily. Her lips are swollen and pink from the kiss we just shared.
She makes me so fucking hard when she goes feral like that.
“More?”
Her lashes flutter open and a sexy smirk settles on her lips.
“Are you ready?”
She nods. “Yes-s-s.” She arches her hips, trying to encourage me, but I don’t need that because I’m barely holding on.
My hips pull back before ramming into her and pumping hard. The whole bed slams into the wall behind it.
Cute little noises leave her mouth.
She loves this. She loves me fucking her hard.
We get rougher and I feel her walls suddenly clamp down. “Fuck…Fuck.” I rasp, barely holding on, but I have to make her come first.
The way her hands fall from my head and now grip my back, I’d say she’s close.
“Yes. Remy,” she whimpers again.
“I love that word coming from your mouth.”
Her pussy tightens around me. And fuck. I love the way she clenches around my cock.
I keep thrusting and the bed continues to move.
I pull out all the way to the tip and then slam back in. Rolling my hips, stretching her.
“So fucking good,” I rasp. “This body is now mine.”
“Yes. Anything.” She hums in approval.
I look down to where my cock is buried deep inside her sweet pussy. The sight causes a grunt to rumble from my chest.
I pull my eyes back up to her face. She flutters her eyes at me, it’s sexy.
Fucking her is perfect.
I don”t stop the hard thrusts. She takes it like the good girl she is.
Rolling my hips, I enjoy the feeling of her engulfing me.
It”s strange, but something about her feels so right.
There”s something about her that makes me fuck her hard. Like she’s greedier when I do.
“Come Nova. Come for me.”
And she does, hard. Her nails bury deep into my back as her back arches, and she’s so fucking loud when she moans.
It’s heaven.
When her body settles after her orgasm, she shivers as she comes down.
The pressure at the base of my spine hits me so quickly and I come so hard. Like I’ve never before.
I’m still sucking in deep breaths when I pull out.
“You”re so beautiful.” I kiss her again with so much force. The way she makes me feel pouring out from my lips.
“You like it hard?”
She smirks. “I do now.”
I fucked her so hard…unusually hard.
“Did I hurt you?”
“No.” She shakes her head. “It was amazing. I”ve never experienced anything like that before.”
“And you won”t. Now that I”ve had you, I’ll be at your beck and call.”
“Oh really,” she murmurs.
“Yes.” I kiss her briefly. “I’ll be right back,” I say and quickly get off the bed. After removing and disposing of the condom, I wash my hands and get back in bed. As soon as I lie down, I pull Nova to me. I need to feel connected to her. We fit perfectly together.
It’s silent and comfortable, but it doesn’t last.
“I should go.” She tries to move out my arms.
“No, stay,” I beg.
“Are you sure? I’ll call a cab.”
I tighten my arms around her. “No cab. Stay with me. Please.”
Her body sags against me.
“I am pretty tired.” She yawns.
“Sleep. I’ll be right here holding you.”
The next morning, I wake to the feel of soft hair in my face and the smell of roses. As I blink my eyes open, I see brown hair.
She’s still sound asleep.
I”m scared I”ll blow this. My track record with women isn’t good when it comes to balancing work and a relationship. But I want to be better with Nova.
I lay a kiss on her shoulder and dust my thumb along her arm. Her skin is smooth and warm.
Her lashes flutter and she turns in my arms with a lift in the corner of her lips.
“Morning,” I mumble.
“Morning.”
I kiss her lips. “Are you hungry?”
“A little.”
“Let me get us some takeout.” I reach out to grab my phone and notice the mountain of notifications. My eyes twitch.
I need to handle this.
“I can cook. Even though I really don”t want to leave the bed.”
A thrill hums through me. “You’re not sore?”
“A little.”
“Shit. Was I too rough?” I ask.
She lays her hand to the side of my face. “No, no, no, I just need another minute if we”re gonna go for another round. So if I cook, it’ll stop the temptation.”
“I’m a temptation,” I grumble, loving the sound of that.
She rolls her eyes. “Here we go.”
I smirk. “Here we go what?”
“Your ego is going to be bigger than the room now.”
“Damn straight,” I say, tickling her side. She writhes and wiggles. Definitely not helping my morning wood.
I stop tickling her. My body is now hovering over hers. The sparks fly between us.
“The kitchen is all yours. But do you want my help?”
She shakes her head. “No. I’ve got it.”
“Okay, if you’re sure. I’ll work for a bit. But call me if you need a hand.” I peck her lips and hop out of the bed.
She follows and fuck seeing her naked makes me stop for a second and drink her in.
“Incredible,” I grunt.
She smirks. “Thanks.” Her eyes drop over my naked body. “Not so bad yourself.”
A deep chuckle leaves my chest.
I love her playfulness. It’s something I haven’t found with anyone before.
“Including your monster dick. No wonder I’m sore.”
Another roar of laughter leaves me. I take the steps to close the distance between us.
My fingers automatically trailing up her arm, over her collarbone, to cup her face. Her eyes hold mine.
“I’ll make you feel better after we eat.”
It’s a promise.
“I’ll use the bathroom, put some clothes on and then I’ll cook us breakfast.”
I drop my hand and step back. “I’ll grab you one of my clean shirts.”
Across my room is my closet. I take out a shirt and hand it to her. She spins and heads into the bathroom and I head to my study.
I turn my computer on, and it isn’t long before I smell butter and coffee.
Who is this woman?
Cooking me breakfast while I work. This is new. But a heaviness gnaws in my gut. Will this last or is it a fantasy?
I push it aside and focus on enjoying what we have.
I’m working on updating a spreadsheet when light footsteps enter my study.
My breath catches.
Fuck.
She’s dressed in my white shirt, which is falling off one shoulder because it’s way too big. Her brown hair lays messily in a just-fucked look. In one hand, she’s holding a white coffee cup and in the other a plate of food.
I’m speechless. She walks toward my desk. I twist my body away from my computer.
She lowers the coffee and plate to the desk.
“I didn’t know what you wanted. You have too many options to choose from.”
I peer down at the two eggs, turkey bacon, potatoes and whole wheat toast. And then look back at her.
I tilt back in my chair and pat my lap. “Come here, star.”
She goes to turn so her ass sits on my lap.
My hands on her hips guide her to sit facing me. I want her to straddle me.
Her eyes locked on mine. The chemistry between us is so intense.
“Thank you,” I whisper.
She softly smiles before kissing me. A long gentle kiss. My hands glide up her back over my shirt all the way into her hair to deepen the kiss.
My tongue tangles with hers.
Hers twirls with mine just as hungry. I pull back. “You’re making me want to change my mind about fucking you.”
“Good.”
I groan. “You’re trouble.”
She nods and leans in to capture my lips in another peck. She peels herself away from me to stand. I’m hard beneath my sweatpants. I remind myself she’s sore and I need to give her at least a few hours to recover.
She wanders to the shelves of books I have along the wall. Her hand tracing the book spines of the F.X. Toole books. It reminds me of our late night talking.
She continues walking along the shelves, when she stops, pulls out a book and reads the back.
“Take whatever you want,” I announce.
She turns her head to face me. “I’m surprised you have fantasy.”
“I like having my shelves full of all types of books. I read a lot.”
She puts the book back. “My mom and I do too.”
“What about your dad?” I say gently, knowing it’s a sensitive topic.
A lightness beams on her face. “No way. He won’t read at all.”
“Not even the newspaper?” I ask.
“Oh, he reads that. Every old man reads the newspaper daily.”
“Hey, be careful who you’re calling old.” I quirk a brow, pushing the newspaper I’ve been reading beside me.
“You really like to read.”
“I do but I also like to keep up with the news and the stock market.”
She rolls her eyes. “Boy shit.”
“Not just for men. Lots of women are now into stock and shares.”
She scrunches up her nose. “Not me.”
“That’s okay, I still like you.” I wink.
“You can teach me poker if you come to boxing.”
“Deal. On one condition.” My voice drops.
“What?”
I stand, stepping behind her, gathering her hair in my hands and dropping it to one side as I bring my lips to her skin that sits between her neck and shoulder.
She shivers and an eruption of goosebumps scatters her skin.
“It’s strip poker,” I add darkly.
“Oh.”
“Tonight.”
“It’s not Thursday.” Her voice wavers.
I like how she remembers my weekly game night. It’s sweet, like her.
“I’d rather play with you. Teaching you––”
“You mean watching me lose,” she interrupts.
“Your clothes…Yes.”
“Sounds unfair.” She pouts playfully.
“I’ll make sure it’s fair, so I’ll lose mine too.”
She’s silent. Thinking about the proposition.
“I’m down.”
“Good. In my shower, now.”
I lean down and pick her up, throwing her over my shoulder, and heading directly to my bathroom.
She squeals. “You haven’t eaten your breakfast.”
“Don’t worry about me. I will enjoy you as my first meal before I get back to work.”
Her body softens in my arms. She gives up the fight. She likes the idea of my mouth on her just as much as I do.