A few strands of her hair had escaped from the pins holding them up, and they curled softly at her neck. Her skin was dewy with sweat and her chest heaved as she panted for air. I had one hand gripping her waist, helping her keep up with the demanding tempo she seemed to crave, and my other hand drifted down the slope of her body.
I wedged my fingertips between us, touching her as I fucked her from beneath. In response, she arched and leaned back, making it easier for my thumb to press and massage her clit. The pitch of her moans rose, as did the quivering in her legs on either side of me.
The view was so sexy, but . . . there was a downside.
I didn’t like how far away this position put her from me.
When we’d auditioned, I’d pushed her hand out of the way and told her I was the one making her come, and I didn’t want it like that tonight. We were a partnership. The thought made me move. I took my hand off her waist and planted it beside me on the bed as I sat up. I hooked my other hand behind her neck, giving her support as I thrust from below.
“Touch yourself,” I urged. “Help me get you off.”
She watched me as she did it; our gazes were locked on to each other. There wasn’t anywhere else to look or anywhere else to be but with her. Her parted lips trembled right alongside the rest of her body as her orgasm seemed to approach. Whatever she was feeling, all that pleasure . . . I felt it ten times over. Deep in my core, my body begged for release, but I had to hold back.
“Oh, my God,” she gasped, and her eyes slammed shut.
I felt her violent shudders inside and out as she came, and it sent ecstasy crashing into me so hard, there wasn’t a thing I could do to stop it. She launched forward, maybe wanting the connection of our mouths as we were connected in pleasure, and I was greedy for that, too.
My heart bounced out of tempo, and each pulse of my orgasm was matched by the grip of her body, prolonging and intensifying the sensation. It felt so fucking amazing, it was as if all the air had been sucked out of the room. So, our kiss wasn’t one long one, but a series of desperately short kisses while we struggled to catch our breath.
I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her down with me as I collapsed onto my back. As we recovered, our kisses grew longer and deeper, and since I held her so tightly, I could feel her heartbeat slowing to a measured pace.
Our bodies cooled, but it did nothing to calm the fire I still had for her. The guy I’d been before Mads would have been looking for an exit strategy now that the sex was over. But the idea of either of us getting out of this bed? That was the last thing I wanted. It blew my mind how I was looking forward to what came next.
Would we talk? Cuddle?
Either option was good with me. Just as long as we got to stay together and be who we wanted with each other.
Eventually, she slid off me and wriggled out of her dress before curling up at my side. Her hand rested on the center of my chest, and her face was buried in the crook of my neck. Her lips moved, tickling me as she whispered the word. “Wow.”
“Wow is right,” I said.
Her fingers drummed mindlessly on my skin, right over my heart. “Is it going to be like that every time?”
“No idea.” I had my arm around her and used it to pull her tighter to me. “But I’m looking forward to finding out.”
Preston stared at me like I’d just told him I was going to become a monk. He’d been lying on his back on a float in the deep end of his pool, but when I’d mentioned I had a girlfriend now, he sat upright. It caused the float to fold under him, making my friend sink chest-deep into the water.
“Are you serious?” Annoyance ripped through his expression. “First Troy and now you. How am I the only one who’s single?”
Leave it to Preston to somehow make my news about himself. “Whatever, dude.” I laughed to mask my irritation. “You were with Cassidy for years while Troy and I were single.”
“Yeah, but that was a long time ago.”
I didn’t miss the way his gaze flicked up to the house. Was he thinking about who his ex-girlfriend was with now?
His attention returned to me, and he flashed a lazy smile. “She must be a special lady. Never thought you’d commit to one pussy.”