21 #2
The mattress shook beneath us. I didn’t care who heard us from down the hallway or under us on the first floor. Grizzly was my man and I was his.
Lovers fucked loud and proud. I wouldn’t keep quiet any longer.
“Gimme the words I want to hear, my handsome prince.” I gritted my teeth, on the edge of an epic release. “Please, baby,” I begged him.
“I’m yours,” he cried out. “You own me in every way!”
I kissed his back, nipped and licked his hot skin. It wasn’t enough. I needed his lips the first time I came inside him. I released his dick and pulled out of him.
“What’s wrong?” He looked back at me over his shoulder. “Did I do or say something wrong?”
“Not at all. Get on your back.”
“What?” He screwed up his face.
“I want to fuck you while you’re on your back.” I helped him lay flat, got between his legs, then guided his knees up to his chest. “Like this…” Wedging myself between his thighs, I plowed back into him.
“Oh, shit!” His shoulders and head sprang toward me. “That’s intense. Libby never pegged me this way.”
“And I will be the only person to ever fuck you this way.” I captured his lips and frantically kissed him, while fucking him into oblivion.
Grizzly’s arm went around my neck, pulling me closer. With his free hand he adjusted his erection between us so the motion would stimulate him more.
But to me, it wasn’t sufficient. I wanted my man to have everything and more.
I positioned myself on one knee to balance, then maneuvered my left hand between us and took hold of his cock and kept the exact pace with my hips.
“Now we’ll finish together,” I told him.
We continued kissing and tonguing as we went at each other.
His moans were the sweetest sound. His vulnerability and trust, priceless . In all my adult years, I’d never met a man like Grizzly. Someone so selfless and caring. Willing to give up everything he had ever wanted to please others.
“I’m so close,” he gasped through my forceful thrusts.
“You take the lead, baby. Be selfish for once. Greedy. Be a—” I stopped, not sure what I was trying to say, so overwhelmed with how incredible it felt to be inside him. Then it hit me out of nowhere… “Greedy Grizzly.”
Excitement flashed in his eyes. He lifted on his elbows and pulled me closer. His mouth went on my neck, his fingers threading through my hair. And he tugged hard, forcing me to arch my head back and proceeded to give me a hickey… a delicious love bite.
The sucking stirred something carnal in me and I hammered toward the finish line for a legendary release.
Next thing I knew, I was coming inside his ass and he was shooting ropes of his cum between us. He didn’t stop sucking on my skin, determined it seemed, to leave his mark on me.
An overwhelming, all-consuming love spread through my chest just then. As my dick deflated and slipped out of him, I fell onto his body. We embraced and I found myself making love to him, again, but this time with my tongue.
I couldn’t get enough of this man.
Not of his mouth, his dick or his tender soul.
Try as I might, I couldn’t get close enough to him. It was like I wanted to burrow inside him and never leave his presence. That thought scared the fuck out of me.
“I love you, Toby,” he said through his kisses. “I have since our almost kiss on New Year’s Eve.”
I froze as the night rushed back. “That wasn’t my drunken fantasy? We almost kissed?”
His pink cheeks darkened. “Yeah.”
“I thought I’d made it up in my head because it’s what I wanted.”
Grizzly smiled and shook his head. “I wanted it too.”
I pressed my forehead to his. “I’ll be damned. Sorry for being such an imbecile.”
“You’re not. You’re incredible. Hot as fuck, and I love you.”
I stared at him for a long beat, feeling all kinds of things for this man. And then, I said the words I had never told anyone else before. “I love you. I love you more than I could ever express.”
His eyes got glossy with tears. The sight of his joy and the love in his brown depths, the reverence he must have felt for me, put a lump in my throat.
How could I leave him for weeks or months at a time? I got an email this morning. A job offer in Canada. It seemed Storm’s, sort of friend, sort of ally, Ciro Remotti, needed help setting up security systems at his new casino. Storm had recommended me.
“What’s wrong?” he asked.
“Nothing.”
“You went quiet.”
“I’m just basking in your satiated expression after all we did here.” I rolled onto my back and pulled him partially on me. “We’re so great together.”
“We are. But you’re probably thinking it’s too much. That you didn’t expect to catch feelings. Do you regret telling me you love me?”
“No, never.” I pressed my lips against his forehead. “I’ll never stop loving you.”
But how would we work? I wasn’t the kind of person who would put roots down. I needed my freedom to explore my environment and others.
Would Grizzly understand my need to travel alone for my work and for pleasure?
Would I break his heart?
God, I hoped not because it would kill me to lose him.