Chapter 10 #2
He slowly rolls his hips, causing my eyes to close and an obscenely throaty moan to leave my mouth.
I hold onto the sheets and him as Donovan slowly pulls out of me until just the tip rests in my channel.
His eyes are now zeroed in on where our bodies are joined, his tongue swiping his lower lip as he thrusts back into me hard.
He is so deep, but I need more. I need him to own my body, I need to be able to feel him even when we are finished.
“Harder,” I beg.
He adjusts his hold on my legs,pulling me with him as he positions us so I’m hanging off the side of the bed with him standing between my legs.
And then he proceeds to fuck me hard and fast, picking up a deliciously punishing rhythm.
Wrapping my legs around his waist, I hold onto him as one of the best orgasms I have ever experienced punches through me.
“So fucking tight. Give me one more, baby.”
He groans in my ear before he kisses and sucks his way down my neck until he gets to my breast. God, my body is so sensitive. When he sucks my nipple into his mouth, I detonate again. He roars his release, thrusting deep and hard inside me, his cum filling me in hot spurts.
Holy shit, that was the best sex of my life, and Jesus, he came inside of me. And yet I’m not freaking out. Do I suddenly have a breeding kink? You can’t develop a kink after one time, can you?
We are both breathing heavily, my hands idly stroking up and down his arms, zoning out in my post-orgasm bliss.
“Kinley, baby, look at me.”
My eyes trail up his body until they meet his, and I stare into his beautiful blue eyes, sleepily smiling at him.
“There you are, you had me worried for a second.”
I giggle.
“Still alive.”
Chuckling, he gets up off me and gently pulls me to my feet, ignoring my protests. I just want to curl up on the bed with him and bask in post sex cuddles.
“Come on, smart ass. Let’s go get in the shower.”
Somehow we manage to get all cleaned up and dressed, much to my disappointment.
If we had been in this house alone, I would suggest we just stay naked.
Though he does give me another orgasm in the shower while he washes me.
He insists we both need breakfast, so here I am, awkwardly hanging out in the kitchen with Don and his friends.
We were not quiet during any part of what we did earlier, and they are not shy about letting us know they could hear everything. At least now I know I can’t die from embarrassment because if I could, I certainly would be dead.
“Well, good morning,” Aiden drawls, a wicked grin plastered on his face.
Three pairs of eyes zero in on us, and I can’t decide if I want to strut around because I literally got the best orgasms of my life or hide behind Don.
I choose a combination of both. I stand at his side and meet their amused and heated gazes.
“So, Cam and I have a bet, and we need your help settling it, Kinley.” Brent’s eyes hold so much wicked amusement that I dread what he is going to ask.
“Ok?”
“Two or three?”
My eyes narrow at him. “Two or three what?”
He chuckles. “How many times did our dear Don get you off this fine morning?”
Don growls, but I reach out a hand to him before he can tell them off. This is a test, and I will be damned if I’m going to fail, no matter how embarrassed I am.
“Who bet what?”
“I think it was three, but Brent thinks it was only two.” Cam informs me, his eyes twinkling with playfulness.
I hold both of their gazes. “You’re both wrong—it was four.”
They all stare at me for a moment before they all burst out laughing. Glancing up at Don, his eyes shine with approval.
Don takes their teasing in stride, and thankfully most of their teasing is now pointed at him.
I do have to hold in a laugh a few times, especially when Brent tells him that he must not have been doing enough cardio if I had been able to run as far as I did.
Fuck, I knew I had seen something after Don had thrown me over his shoulder. Now I’m all embarrassed again.
I think he can sense that I’m starting to get a little too uncomfortable, so he clears them out so we can eat our breakfast, just the two of us.
It isn’t that I don’t like his friends; they are just kind of a lot.
Especially before I have even finished my first cup of coffee.
I can’t blame them for their teasing—we had been very out in the open about our fucking, and after this cup of coffee, I’m going to face any further teasing head on.
We eat in comfortable silence. With Don, it isn’t awkward.
I also don’t really know what to say; I have no idea what has come over me.
I have never been this forward about sex.
I don’t regret it, but I’m definitely going to have to get a Plan B on the way home, because I have to be somewhat responsible.
I finish my breakfast and get up to rinse my plate in the sink while Don finishes his own. I still cannot get over how amazing the sex was with this gorgeous man. Maybe I should buy a lottery ticket. I’m never this lucky.
I pause with my hands under the faucet, there is so much I should say, so much I should ask.
We barely know each other and have taken giant leaps since the beginning.
I should be freaking out, but I’m not. My brow furrows slightly.
Maybe that should be the real worry. I’m so wrapped up in my head, I absolutely don’t notice Don coming up behind me.
He gently grabs my hips and turns me around, steering me away from the sink so he can lift me up onto the island countertop.
“You’re thinking too hard. You doing ok? Not having regrets?”
He is so thoughtful, and I can’t help but smile at him. Placing my damp hands on his shoulders, I lean in and kiss him.
“No, definitely no regrets, just trying to figure out what came over me.”
“Well, it wasn’t me. I came in you.”
I snort and he grins at me, but then he clears his throat and gazes at me with sincerity.
“But seriously, I don’t want you worrying. I’m completely clean…but there is the matter of possible pregnancy. I don’t make a habit of leaving a deposit.”
“Honestly, I wasn’t worried about you not being clean, but I’ll stop at a pharmacy on the way back, so no worries. I don’t take birth control, because I don’t have sex often enough to warrant the side effects of it.”
“Ok good, I wasn’t worried about you being clean, either. I just really didn’t want to accidentally get you pregnant without us actually going on a proper date first.”
I roll my eyes at his cheeky grin.
“Oh, so getting me pregnant after our first date is fair game?”
His eyes get a hungry gleam, like he would be one-hundred percent on board with that, and my crazy ass doesn’t even feel alarmed by that. There has to be something wrong with me.
Together, we finish cleaning the kitchen.
After we finish, I let him know I need to get back over to Megan’s to clean up there, because I have to get on the road in a few hours.
Like a gentleman, he takes me back. The guys wave goodbye from where they are crashed out on the living room couch.
Which is also where I find Beretta, lounging in between Aiden and Camden.
She is such a little hussy for belly rubs.
When he pulls up in front of Megan’s lake house, he makes sure to open my door, not letting me out until he has kissed me senseless. Against my lips he murmurs, “I’ll be seeing you soon, baby.”
Still tasting him on my lips, I quickly put the house back in order. I remind myself to make sure to call Megan on my way home and check up on her, too.
With the house cleaned up and nothing out of place, I lock up, load my car, and get on the road. This has definitely been a weekend to remember.