Chapter 11
Chapter Eleven
THEA
It was hard to decide what was best about being with Joe. There was the hot sex, which was hot, hot, hot, but then, there was waking up with him. Take now, for example. He was spooned behind me, and I could feel his arousal nestled against my bottom.
I was a little torn because I wanted to stay just like that and have him slide into me from behind, which he'd done many mornings on the weekends we'd spent together, but I also wanted to roll over and map his body with my lips. It was a toss-up.
This morning, I felt Joe come awake when he slid his palm over the curve of my belly and gave one of my breasts a lascivious squeeze. “Morning, sweetheart,” he murmured against my neck, sending hot shivers chasing over my skin.
“Morning,” I said, all breathy because he tended to steal my breath.
He rocked his arousal into my hips, and I pressed back because I couldn't resist. Another moment later, his hand slid down my belly and dipped into my curls. I was already wet, really wet, another state of being around Joe.
“Thea, you’re all ready for me.”
I couldn't help the gasp that escaped when his fingers delved into my folds. He sank two inside me. Before I could even savor that, he lifted my thigh as his fingers drew out. I felt the thick press of his crown before he filled me from behind and let out a ragged cry.
“Joe,” I pleaded.
“Sweetheart. I'm already taking care of you,” he teased as he nibbled on my neck and rocked his hips until he filled me deeply.
His fingers teased over my clit, and he fucked me slowly while the sun broke through the thin light of dawn, filtering through my windows.
He thrust inside me, stretching me fully.
My release was already building, small waves rolling onto the shore until a bigger one crashed and pleasure scattered through me in ripples.
Joe thrust into me again, a slow pump, before he shuddered against me, my name coming out in a ragged shout.
He held me fast against him, dropping kisses on my neck as he brushed my tangled hair away from my face.
We lay like that for a while. It felt as if my entire body was smiling. The pleasure and joy of being with Joe went beyond sexual and sensual. He was like sunshine in my heart and soul. And I loved him.
I sobered for a minute when I remembered our conversation from last night. Because I was with Joe, I couldn't even dwell on things when he distracted me.
He squeezed my bottom and said, “Now, let me make you some coffee, and you can make me pancakes.”
I giggled, and we rolled out of bed together before stumbling into the shower.