She squealed, my thick shaft filling every spare inch of space inside her, but she instantly clenched, drawing me in deeper.
“Oh fuck…” I breathed, knowing that if she continued to squeeze at me, I wouldn’t hold out very long. I drew her upward, closer, my fingers working furiously against her nub to bring her to the climax I wanted so badly to achieve.
But not before she reached hers.
“Graham!” she howled. “Oh…oh…oh my God…”
I felt her gushing then, spraying it felt like, spilling down my legs and hers in unison, and that was the end of it for me. With a massive groan and shudder, I blew my load inside her, relishing her tight hold on my cock.
All of my doubts, my insecurities, my fear of being abandoned dissipated with my release, and I collapsed on top of Sasha in a pile of shaking limbs, savoring her sweet scent because I knew she’d be gone soon.
“Are you all right?” she murmured after a few minutes, and I sighed, rolling off her back to look into her face.
“I am now,” I told her, and she smiled.
“You see?” she teased me. “That wasn’t so bad, was it?”
I shook my head, but I didn’t return her smile. “I was never worried that it would be bad,” I told her. “I was always worried about losing you.”
A shadow clouded her eyes, and she sat up to look at me. “And now?” she asked quietly. “Now you’re not worried about that?”
“No,” I confessed. “I’m glad we had you while you’re here.”
She visibly gulped back a lump in her throat and reached forward to place her open palms on my face. “You’re so special to me,” she breathed. “All of you.”
I shook my head, hating that my usual downer crap had ruined the moment. What was wrong with me that I had to start with my shit?
“Kiss me,” Sasha ordered me, and I obliged, our tongues darting out to tease the other. When we parted, I stared into her eyes, wanting to memorize her at that moment. This was the way I was going to recall her.
“You still want to have that nap?” she asked, pulling me back onto the bed with her, and I didn’t resist. She draped a long leg over mine and laid her head on my chest.
In minutes, I felt her breaths synching with mine, and as the wind continued to howl outside, dictating the storm still raged, all felt right in the world, if only for a few minutes.
16
Sasha
After a day of marathon sex, I was shocked to discover I was in bed alone when I woke. All of my boys had disappeared, presumably to let me rest, but I was feeling shockingly alert and awake. True, my body was aching in places I didn’t even know existed, but I felt incredible, alive.
For once, I knew it was morning, only because despite the driving snow, the sky seemed to have lightened somewhat. I had no idea if that meant that the storm was almost over, but I wasn’t going to waste another minute lying around in bed. I was starving, and my men deserved a feast after the journey we’d been through together.
I rushed to the kitchen, and Dan was already in there, making coffee when I entered, naked and barefoot. His eyes brightened when he saw me, and he sauntered toward me, slipping his arms around my naked waist.
“Good morning,” he murmured, squeezing my ass gently. “How did you sleep?”
“Like the dead,” I replied. “Now, get out of here so I can make us breakfast.”
Harry appeared and slipped a kiss onto my neck as he padded by, followed by Seth. I slid my tongue into his mouth before he could reach for coffee, and his hand reached up to stroke my breast.
“Good morning, beautiful,” he yawned, and I laughed.
“Sleepy?”
“You wore me out,” he muttered, pouring a cup of coffee. I felt a strong arm around my hips, and Graham’s mouth latched around my earlobe. Everyone looked at him in surprise, and I felt a surge of heat between my legs as he pressed his rock-hard shaft against me.
“I see you two worked things out?” Bash commented, eyeing us warily as if he worried that our truce might be short-lived.
I extended my arms toward Bash to hug him, and he eagerly stepped into my embrace.
“Don’t forget about us,” Stevie chimed, sauntering into the now crowded kitchen, followed by his shadow.
“How could I ever forget about you?” I asked, and I meant it. I was going to miss all of them, their strange, conflicting personalities, their quirks and charms. I wished I could stay with them forever, trapped in the storm away from the rest of the world.
“This storm should be fizzling out soon,” Dan told me when I disentangled myself from all my suitors. “Another day tops.”