My eyes opened and breath caught as he nudged forward again. Alex stared down at me, his mouth quivering, a grin trying to break through the clouds of desire between us. I brought my legs up, opening to him, and my hands roamed his chest and the taut muscles in his sides.
After what had to have been three years, he pushed in just a little more—an inch, maybe two—breaching me, but going no further.
“Alex,” I sighed.
He held himself above me, muscles straining as he fought to retain control. Conflict etched in the line between his brows as he allowed himself one short thrust, and then released a soul-deep groan.
“Feels like I’ve been waiting forever for this.” His eyes squeezed shut as he thrust again, invading me deeper.
“Me too. I really need you to look at me.” My feet rubbed along his hips and thighs, urging him forward. “Come on, Alex. I’m here.”
His eyes snapped open, that ever-present smile a ghost floating across his lips. With one more push, he stretched me to my limits, so deep inside me, all the air expelled from my lungs.
I groaned, squirming to take him comfortably. “Have you grown over the years? I don’t remember you having such a massive beast between your legs.”
He shook, but this time, it was with laughter. He collapsed on top of me fully, and his hips twitched, somehow reaching an even deeper part of me. There was no stopping the whimper from escaping my lips or my nails from curling into his chest.
He brought his head up, eyeing me with concern. “Too much?”
I shook my head against the pillow. “Never. Never, never, never. I’m good now.” I pressed my lips to his, letting my tongue trail along the seam of his mouth. “Fuck me, Alex, for all the years we couldn’t.”
He moaned into my mouth, his hands slipping down my thighs to pull them apart. He draped them over his forearms and started swirling his hips, eliciting little breathy pants from me. He held back, but oh god, his version of holding back felt so good, there was no way on earth I’d ever complain.
“Yael,” he rasped, his fingers digging into the flesh of my butt. “You drive me crazy.”
“I know.” I lifted my head and nipped at his tight jaw. “You drive me crazy too.”
The connection between us vibrated like a plucked guitar string, our music the slap of our skin and chorus of moans we wrenched from each other.
Alex’s fingers trailed over my ass, between my cheeks, touching me wherever he pleased. He wasn’t shy about taking what he wanted, but I wasn’t shy about giving it to him either. This man had been under my skin for a decade, it was only right for him to own every inch of that skin now.
And I touched him too, finding myself drawn to his face, the chiseled line of his jaw beneath the rough silk of his beard, the haphazard spray of freckles on every surface. Beneath my fingers, I felt his power, but I never felt overpowered. Alex made me feel safe, always. Even as he began driving into me, teasing the fringe of pain I didn’t want to cross, I wasn’t afraid. He held me dear as he fucked me hard, and my body responded like a match to kerosene, alighting in an explosion that rocked us both.
Wide-eyed, he stared at me as I came, losing control of my movement and volume. Alex pulsed inside my clenching walls, and breathed hot against my lips. I held his face in my hands, desperately needing all his attention.
I panted his name in agony and ecstasy, and to my dismay, my eyes pricked with tears. He rocked forward, pressed his mouth to the corners, drying my tears before they even fell, which only sent me tumbling head over feet.
He grew harder, longer, and so thick, I felt faint. As stars danced in my vision, Alex grunted and thrust, pushing my body to an entirely different plane. I was vaguely aware of my lips curling into a delirious smile and the trail of tears falling down my temples.
With a final thrust, he stilled, his mouth falling open, gaze burning into mine. I nodded, at what, I couldn’t say, but it felt like the right response. And when Alex came back to himself, he nodded back, letting go of my legs so he could caress my face and neck.
Alex eventually flopped off me, slinging his arm over his forehead and laughing breathlessly. I rolled on my side, my limbs loose and weak, eyes glazed. I couldn’t think of a time I’d been more satisfied.
He peeked out from under his arm and gave me his most charming, earnest grin.
“Are you good?” he asked.
“Mmmhmmm,” I hummed. “You?”
He laughed again. “What kind of question is that?”
I shoved at him, but there was no force behind it. “It’s the same question you just asked.”
He reached over and stroked my jaw tenderly. “I’m just making sure my massive beast didn’t do any permanent damage.”
Snorting, I slapped his hand away, then captured it to bite his fingers. “You’re a bad man. See if I let you put that massive beast inside me again.”
Quicker than I could react, Alex looped his arms around me and gathered me on his chest. He kissed every square inch of my face with loud smacks until I was a squirming, delirious mess, then pushed my head down to lie on his shoulder. And that...that wasn’t so bad. Not at all.