Chapter 3 #4
“I’m on the pill too,” she added and kissed his mouth.
He couldn’t stop himself now. She had given him the green light, and he was going for it.
He set a brutal pace, worried that he was hurting her, and he pulled from the kiss and saw only desire in her eyes.
She smiled at him, and he knew that he was a goner.
Any piece of him that wasn’t in love with her before had fallen away.
He couldn’t let her go. She was his now, and he’d just have to convince her of that fact.
He could feel that she was close, and he couldn’t hold on much longer.
He reached his hand down to where they were joined, stroking her clit with the pad of his thumb.
She burst for him again, screaming and moaning his name.
He followed her over, finding his release and whispering her name like a prayer on his lips.
“Fuck, baby, that was—I have no words.” His voice still sounded hoarse.
“Well, hallelujah!” She laughed. “Finally, I’ve made you as speechless as you have been making me.
” She was still smiling as he rolled off her.
Her smile faded when he broke their connection to go to the bathroom.
He started to run them a bath that he had first promised her, adding some lavender bubble bath.
When he returned to her, he found her rolled into the fetal position, crying.
He rushed to the bed, worried that he had been too rough with her.
How could he have been so stupid? He knew that she hadn’t been with anyone for a while now.
“Baby, I am so sorry. I hurt you, didn’t I?” He was stroking her all over and trying to soothe her. “Tell me where I hurt you,” he demanded.
She looked up at him, bleary-eyed, tears running down her cheeks.
She seemed confused and was shaking her head at him.
“You didn’t hurt me,” she cried. “You were wonderful. You were so loving, and you took such good care of me. I have never been loved like that. It was almost too much,” she whispered, closing her eyes.
“Open your eyes, Karlie,” he commanded, cupping her face, “I need to make sure that you are okay.” Her blue eyes flew open, and she gave him a half-hearted smile.
“I-I’m more than okay,” she stuttered, “I’m wonderful.
” She stretched and cuddled into him. “I’m sorry that I scared you with my crying.
I just couldn’t help it. I heard you running the bath for me, and it was so sweet that I completely lost it.
” He was running his hands up and down her back, trying to memorize her every delicious curve.
“Well, how about we take that bath together?” he asked.
∞
Drew lifted Karlie as if she weighed nothing, which she knew for a fact was not true.
At first, when he’d stripped her, she felt self-conscious about him seeing her body.
She was far from perfect. She knew she should try to lose the twenty-five pounds that she gained this past year, but she’d never really had much reason to do it.
How had Drew just picked her up like she was a rag doll?
His body was amazing—his arms were so toned and thick.
She couldn’t believe how beautiful he was.
He had a six-pack. The only men with six-packs that she ever saw were on the covers of romance novels or in movies.
Drew’s body made her feel like a slouch.
He gently let her slide down his body until her feet landed on the heated tiles of his bathroom floor.
He went to the huge two-person tub and turned on the jets, making the bubbles foam up.
Geeze, he was going to spoil her. He came up next to her in the full-length mirror, and she could see herself cringe.
“Hey, what was that for?” he asked.
“What?” She decided to go with pretending to be innocent.
“That face you made when you saw us in the mirror together. You cringed,” he accused.
“No, well, maybe. I don’t know. You’re just so—perfect.
You have a six-pack, for crap’s sake. And I’m—well, I’m not perfect.
I have gained some weight in the last year and haven’t been happy with my body.
” She covered herself, wrapping her arms around her body, but Drew wasn’t having any of it.
He grabbed her arms and tried to gently lower them to her sides.
“Baby, I don’t ever want to hear you talk about yourself like that again. You are the most beautiful woman that I have ever seen. Your curves are sexy as hell.” He pulled her into his arms, running his hands all over her body, resting on her ass.
“And this is my favorite part of your body. God, your ass is so fucking sexy, just thinking about it makes me hard.” He spun her around, so her back was to his front, and she had to look at the two of them in the mirror again.
He cupped both of her breasts in his palms, teasing her nipples, rubbing his cock on her ass.
“I want you like this, from behind, so I can see your sweet ass while I fuck you, baby.” He started kissing down her neck from the tender, sensitive spot just behind her ear.
The only thing that Karlie could do was moan and nod her agreement.
The sensations were all so fresh from her last orgasm, she was already on edge.
He was still plucking and pinching her nipples, and she felt ready to come just from that alone.
His erection was so hard and so thick, she wondered how he fit inside of her.
“Baby,” he rasped, “bend forward and put your palms on the mirror so we can watch ourselves. I want to watch you while I’m fucking you from behind.
I want to see your face when you are screaming my name when I give you another orgasm.
” He licked down her back and moved his right hand from her breast down to her clit.
Karlie gasped and threw her head back. It felt so good, his fingers sliding in and out of her pussy.
He reached back and lined up his cock with her drenched opening.
“You ready, baby?” he asked. “I need to be inside you.”
“Yes,” she hissed, thrusting her ass back against his cock. He grabbed his dick and guided it into her opening, thrusting as deep as he could. He started to move, holding her hips to still her. His pace was fast and strong.
“Are you close, honey?” he grunted. “I won’t last long.”
“I can’t. I don’t know why,” she replied.
“Baby, I need you to reach down and rub your clit. I need you with me. I want us to go together,” he ordered.
“No, I can’t. You’re watching, I can’t.” She shook her head.
“Karlie, look at me in the mirror,” he said.
“You can touch yourself, baby. Do it for me. I think it would be so fucking hot to watch you touch yourself. Please.” She hesitantly reached down between her legs and lightly touched her clit.
She moaned at how good it felt. Drew groaned, watching her and Karlie’s eyes flew to him in the mirror.
He flashed that sexy smile of his at her reflection, and she knew she could do it.
She started to keep rhythm with his thrusts and felt herself building toward her pending orgasm.
“Now, baby, come for me now,” he demanded.
She completely lost control. How did he already know her body so well?
He knew how to give her what she needed.
She felt his hot release spilling into her, making her slick with his seed.
She went lax in his arms, and she felt him lifting her again.
He helped her into the tub of warm water, and they sank together into the lavender scent.
She melted into him, exhausted from three orgasms. She sighed in complete bliss.
“I could get used to this,” she whispered. “Us taking baths together every night, you pampering me like this. The sex. You’re making it so easy to fall for you, Drew.” She sat up and turned in the tub, her eyes wide and her hand over her mouth like she couldn’t believe what had come out of it.
Drew just chuckled and pulled her back down to him.
“I feel the same way, baby.” He kissed the top of her head and held her in his arms. “I think I could get used to this, too.” It was silly for Karlie to feel so hopeful, but his words made her heart skip a beat, and yeah, she was hopeful.
So much for her plan to just enjoy the weekend.