Chapter 8 #2
“You’re so fucking tight.” He pulled back slightly, not wanting to hurt her. He pressed forward, feeling her stretch and accommodate his size. Her wetness allowed him to easily slide back and forth in her.
“Vic,” she breathed.
He pulled back again, and this time he sank completely inside her.
Their simultaneous groan filled the air.
He buried his face in her neck, needing a moment.
Her hot channel enveloped him. His first instinct was to pound away until he no longer existed, but he held back.
He had to give her time to adjust to him.
“You feel so good.” He wouldn’t admit what he really felt. More words wanted to spill from his lips.
She feels like home.
He nipped the skin on her shoulder and kissed it, then rose and thrust. Their bodies moved together instinctively.
Slow at first, setting a steady rhythm. Heat coiled low in his belly with each thrust. He held her just where he wanted her while he increased his movements. His hips quickened as he pounded into her. Tachina gripped the sheets, and she took everything he gave her.
Pleasure rippled through him.
His thrusts grew faster, stronger, deeper.
Their gasps, groans, and cries filled the air. He reached between them and pressed his thumb down on her swollen clit and rubbed it.
“Tachina,” he groaned. He was fighting a losing battle with his body. He was so damn close, but he wanted her to climax again. On his cock. “Look at me.”
She did, and the connection was raw and unguarded, and he nearly came undone.
This wasn’t just sex.
This was everything they had pushed down for years. They had tried to ignore it, but how would they after tonight?
“Vic,” she gasped.
“I’ve got you, Tachina,” he growled. “Come with me.”
She unraveled beneath him. She cried out, another orgasm tearing through her.
He followed with a shout, burying himself fully, body tense.
He came hard. His hips continued to thrust, ropes of his seed filling her.
He couldn’t breathe at that moment. Finally, his body relaxed slightly.
He tried not fall down on her. He caught himself and tried to angle away from her, but she held him in place.
“Don’t move,” she whispered. She wrapped her arms around him to keep him where he was.
“I’m too heavy for you,” he murmured.
“You’re not.” She sighed.
He buried his face in the crook of her neck and breathed in her scent. His semi-soft cock was still snug inside her, and he truly didn’t want to pull out.
He lost track of time and how long they lay there. He finally unwrapped Tachina’s arms from around his neck. She tried to protest, but he silenced her with a kiss.
“I’ll be right back,” he said against her lips. He pushed up off the bed and slipped out of her warmth. He strolled into the bathroom and exhaled. He went over to the vanity and stared at himself.
He couldn’t put into words what he was feeling.
Tachina.
He reached out and turned the hot water on while he collected a couple of washcloths.
He put them under the water. He took one and wiped his face.
The evidence of her release was still on his skin.
He quickly cleaned his lower region. He tossed that cloth on the counter and grabbed the other one and squeezed out the excess water.
He turned off the water and went back into his bedroom carrying the second one.
What he saw when he reentered the room had him pausing.
“What are you doing?” he asked.
Tachina was at the head of the bed with her head resting on the mattress while her bottom and legs were lifted in the air, her feet resting on the wall.
“Um, letting gravity help.” She chuckled.
He walked to the bed and sat on the mattress and took her in. A smile appeared on his lips.
“Gravity?” he asked.
“Yes. We want to give all of the swimmers a chance to get to the egg.”
“How long do you have to stay like that?” He tilted his head so he could try to meet her upside-down gaze.
She gave a short shrug. “I don’t know. I just want to make sure they all have a chance to take.”
“Come here.” He reached for her and snagged her leg.
She laughed and tried to swat his hand away.
“Wait a minute,” she gasped.
He brought her around on the bed to where her head now rested on the pillows and not her ass.
Her eyes were filled with merriment as she looked at him. “What are you doing?”
“What does it look like I’m doing?” He sat with her and held up the cloth. It was probably a bit cooler than when he’d first taken it out of the hot water. He pushed her legs apart and reached down and wiped the evidence of their lovemaking from her.
Tachina’s laughter faded. Their eyes met, and hers softened. He couldn’t read what was in them. He was dying to know what she was thinking, but he didn’t ask.
“Thank you,” she said quietly.
When he was done, he tossed the cloth down on the floor. He’d pick it up in the morning. He pulled the blankets over Tachina. He walked around the bed and climbed in with her.
“You don’t have to thank me for taking care of you.” He snagged her wrist and brought her close to him. He wrapped his arms around her and met her curious gaze. A smile came to his lips. “You want to make sure they all have a chance to reach the egg? Give me about fifteen minutes.”
Her laughter rang out. She snuggled herself into his arms and buried her face against his chest.
“Only fifteen minutes? You’re not as young as you used to be.” She giggled.
“Did you just call me old?”
“I mean…” She shrugged and grinned. She gazed up at him with a twinkle in her eyes.
He smirked and pressed his hard cock on her stomach. That silenced her. She peeked down underneath the covers, flicking her gaze back to his.
“Oh.”
The look on her face was adorable. He rolled them over until he was on top of her again. She barked a laugh and wrapped her arms around him. He kissed her deeply while reaching between them. He lined up his cock with her slick opening and sank deep inside her.
“Fuck fifteen minutes. This old man is ready now.”