Chapter Thirteen
Sean tried to slow his breathing and gain control of his body as she leaned against him, letting him support her while she came down from the orgasm.
Several drops of his cum slid from his cock before he gritted his teeth to hold back. Damn, he’d never had to work so hard to keep from coming.
“How are you?” he asked.
She started to rouse. When she realized where they were, she stiffened. “Oh, my God,” she whispered. “Did everyone see that or hear me?”
“No. Not this time. They gave us a little privacy. We’re alone.”
The tension drained from her, and he heard her exhale. He grinned when she realized he still had his hand down her panties and a finger inside of her.
“So, you didn’t think you could come?” he asked.
She tried to tug his hand away, but he wouldn’t move until he was damn good and ready to. When she gave up, he grinned.
“How did that feel?”
“Um … it was … amazing.”
He chuckled. “So, now that you know that I can make you come. No more running from me.”
“Oh … wait.”
“Enough running. You trust me, enjoy my company, and love the way I make you come.”
She exhaled and then nodded.
He pulled his finger from her cunt and out of her panties before he brought it to his mouth to suck off her juices. Her breath caught as she watched him.
“Fuck, baby, you taste so fucking good.”
She shivered again, making him grin.
He turned her in his arms and wrapped them around her shoulders. “I think I deserve a kiss for working so hard.”
He grinned when she snorted, but she raised her face toward him. The first touch of their lips felt like an electric charge. He twisted his head to open her mouth more so he could deepen the kiss.
She moaned and clutched his biceps.
When he raised his head and looked down, he knew that was the moment he fell in love with her. He almost said the words out loud but knew she’d think it was too soon for that depth of emotion.
“Did you eat, baby?”
“Yes.”
“Will you come to sit with me while I get some food in me?”
She nodded and took his hand. It made him feel like a million bucks having her by his side, and she spent the majority of the time looking at him.
The rest of the night went smoothly. The two either sat together on a sofa or stood in a group of people, but she didn’t leave his side, and he was glad he hadn’t had to persuade her too much.
When he saw her yawn, he had them say goodbye, walked her out to her car, and helped her in. “I’m going to follow you home, baby.”
“Why?”
He had a hand on top of the driver’s side door and the other on the top and leaned forward. “I want to make sure you get there fine. If you’re in a relationship with me, you have to let me take care of you. Can you handle that?”