“Yes,” I hiss between clenched teeth. My loud panting fills the entire room.
“Princess, let go,” he mumbles against my clit. “Let everything go.”
Gawd, he called me Princess, again. My heart swells as the tingling between my thighs radiates all the way to my fingers and toes. With one last lash against my G spot, the sparkles and flashes of colors fill my eyes, and I crash into the most delicious orgasm I’ve ever experienced.
Chapter Eleven
Trey
As I crawl up her body, I study her face. Her eyes are closed, and all the earlier tension is gone. I like her like this. This woman is more like the girl I dated than the one I met at the ER. I hate the years of pain she’s endured alone.
Although I can’t change the past, I wish I would have known about the baby. For one, she wouldn’t have had to be alone and stressed. Who knows if the pregnancy would have ended in miscarriage if she wasn’t trying to handle everything on her own? And for two, if she lost the baby still, I would have been there to hold her as she cried.
By now, we’d have a house full of kids. And despite what she thinks that future is not off the table. I will use whatever it takes to get past her objections because I’ve been waiting for this moment since the day she disappeared. No one can penetrate my heart and soul, but her.
“Natalie?” I wrap my arms around her and pull her to my side.
“Hmmm.” She stretches and nuzzles her nose against my chest. “Shit.” She jerks up and stares down. “I completely forgot about you.”
I shrug against the mattress. “It’s okay. You’ve given me the ultimate compliment. I’m not going to say I’m glad I’m going to die of blue balls, but leaving you so satisfied you’re only thinking about yourself is kind of a proud moment for me.”
“Seriously.” She rolls her eye and smacks at my chest. “You’re trying to be perfect here.”
I press my lips together and arch my eyebrows. “I can be a martyr if necessary.”
“You can be, but I don’t recommend it.” She grins and fists my cock.
I groan in appreciation. I love the feel of her soft, dainty fingers stretched over my girth. It’s so much sweeter than touching myself. It won’t take much to get me off.
I can’t remember the last time I had sex, it’s been so long, and I don’t remember what she looked like or her name. God, that makes me sound like a prick, but I was drunk.
Hell, I’ve never been sober and had sex with anyone besides Natalie. The drunken college years are something I’d prefer to forget. I’d dealt with what I assumed was her rejection with booze and meaningless hookups.
“Top or bottom?” She asks.
I pop one eye open and glance at her as she props her head up in her hand with her elbow on the mattress. “Are you offering up your ass?” I grab a handful of her delicious flesh and cup it in my hand.
She swats at my hand. “You know what I meant.”
“Yep.” I laugh and roll her on top of me. “I’ve done a lot of work. Now, it’s your turn to slave over me.”
“God, you’re kind of full of yourself.” She laughs and wiggles her belly against my swelling cock.
I love the sound of her laughter and am relieved some of the seriousness has eased from the situation. My greatest wish is for her to be happy and full of hope. If it’s the last thing I do, I’m going to wipe away her sadness.
“Get to work. Impress me.” I grasp her hips and lift her up.
“Oh, I’ll impress the hell out of you.” She fists my dick with her delicate hand and guides me to her center. Her breath hitches as she slowly eases her sex over my throbbing shaft.
“Fuck, you feel good.” My mind swirls with the overwhelm of the situation. To be inside her again is heaven. I want to treasure every second.
She arches her back and slams her hips toward the mattress. Oh, shit. Too good. I grasp her thighs to hold her in place. I won’t be able to stop if I don’t gain a little control.
“Does that feel good?” She purrs and grinds her pelvis against me.
“Fuuck. Don’t do that.” My voice is so strained I can barely recognize it. “Slow down.”
“I thought you wanted me to work you over,” she says with a singsong lilt to her voice as she rides up my shaft and slams back down.