And for a moment, I wondered if we had melded together and become one person. Sex had never felt like this before. I wasn’t sure if it was going to feel like this ever again. I even wondered if there would be anything of me left when we were through.
Did I want there to be anything left?
It didn’t matter. I swept the thoughts away and became lost within the moment again with Steele.
Pressure built between my hips and his arms were wrapped around me. Everything was perfect, and warm, and nothing could break this moment.
Soon, another orgasm hit, and this time was more powerful and sweeter than the rest of them had been. I cried out my pleasure into the crook of Steele’s neck as he clung to me, continuing to move, driving my climax harder. And before it ended, he picked up the pace of his movements. He stiffened and his movements turned a bit jerky. He grunted a couple of times before his movements slowed. At the same time, hot liquid spilled inside me.
Steele’s movements came to a stop.
I half-expected him to immediately release me, but he still clung to my body, face buried in my hair, working to catch his breath as much as I had worked to catch mine. Tingles erupted all over my skin like my nerves had burst, sending shock waves of ecstasy through my entire frame.
For minutes we lay in blissful silence, basking in the afterglow of our sex.
I thought I would have been tired from the exertion we were just put under, but I was the opposite. I felt energetic, renewed, and strong. It was such an unusual reaction for me, but I also didn’t want it to end.
Minutes after finishing our sex, Steele pulled out of me and laid next to me.
“That was fucking fantastic,” he said.
I giggled. “That was otherworldly.”
He shrugged. “I could do better.”
“God, I hope not. I just might die for real at that point,” I said.
He chuckled. “We should get cleaned up. I expect you’ll need that wire put on you before long.”
I nodded. “Yeah. I suppose you are right.”
I sat up and dizzily made my way to the bathroom and turned on the shower. As much as I hated the idea of washing away everything Steele had just done to me, I understood that we were on borrowed time and any minute, Charlotte could be sending the police after me.”
Without wasting a beat, I hopped into the shower.
No sooner than I had soaked my hair, Steele stepped into the tub with me. I smiled at him.
“You’re joining me?” I asked.
“I’m going to make every moment count,” he said. “I don’t want to miss out on a single second with you.”
“I’m not going to disappear,” I said and wrapped my arms around him, letting the hot water pour down my back.
He kissed the top of my head. “No. But you are going to make a decision soon.”
I frowned.
“Oh,” I said.
I hadn’t thought about that for a while. I was so preoccupied with sex and with everything else going on, I didn’t have the chance to give that decision much thought. And I wasn’t sure I could go through with it.
Part of me was still hesitant to go into another relationship. But part of me loved the time I had with these men. And there was a big part of me that knew there was no way in hell I could make the impossible decision to pick just one of the men.
Each one of them had their merits.
“We should hurry,” Steele said.
I nodded and proceeded to clean myself up. Once Steele was clean, we hopped out of the shower, dried off, and got dressed again. This time, Steele opened the case holding everything we needed for the wire.