Page 18 of Falling Over You

She screamed his name.

“That’s the sound I love to hear. My name from your mouth as I fuck you.” He pulled all the way out, her body sad at the loss of him. His palm came down hard on her ass right before he slammed back into her body.

So many sensations were happening and she wasn’t sure if she wanted to beg him to stop or beg him to do it harder.

“Jesus, you feel so fucking perfect.” He slapped her ass again, not as hard as the first time. “I never want to stop.” His fingers dug into her hips and she relished the small amount of pain.

“Don’t stop,” she begged.

He fucked her relentlessly, but also with gentleness and affection. When he gripped her hair pulling her back up straight, he did it slowly so as not to hurt her ribs. It was the same when he pushed her back down and pressed her face to the mattress. He might want to fuck her, but he also wanted to make sure she was okay.

Those conflicting actions sent her spiraling out of control, another orgasm rolling through her body. His thrusts sped up and on a shout of her name, he came right after her.

Her name from his lips as he released was a sound she never wanted to forget.

“How is that possible,” he said, breathing heavily.

“How is what possible?” She turned her head to look at him behind her.

He pulled out of her body, leaving her feeling empty. She fell flat to the bed as he dealt with the condom. When the bed dipped, she turned her head to face him.

“That it was even better this time.” He finished his thought.

She reached out a hand, pushing his hair off his face. “I have no clue, but I’m not complaining.” No way was she complaining when she’d been searching for the elusive orgasm during sex for so long and here he was giving them to her like it was no big deal.

“Oh I’m not complaining, I’m just wondering what the next time is going to be like, and if I will survive.”

She rolled, groaning a little as she did, from the pain in her ribs. She trailed a hand down his very defined and sexy chest. “We could find out.” She raised her eyebrows at him seductively.

He gripped her hand, stilling her movements. “As amazing as that sounds, I think you need a relaxing bath and some ice on your ribs.”

She pretended to pout.

“Doctor’s orders.”

“You’re no fun.”

He rolled so he was on top of her, but was careful to not put his weight on her body. “When you are healed, I will fuck you all day and you’ll be begging for a break, until then, you need to rest and ice.” He gave her a quick kiss before rolling again and hopping off the bed. “Come on.” He held out his hand and she reluctantly took it as he helped her to her feet.

She knew he was right, but that didn’t mean she had to like it.

The bathroom wasn't huge, but it held a large enough tub for the both of them. “Are you going to join me?”

“Are you going to be good?’ He questioned as he turned on the water and tested the temperature.

“I’m always good.” She gave him her best innocent smile.

“That I already know.” He slapped her ass. “Let me get you some ibuprofen and a glass of water for the pain, and then I’ll join you.”

She stared at his firm ass as he looked through his medicine cabinet, and when he caught her eye in the mirror, he laughed. “In the tub.”

She chuckled, but slipped into the warm water, moaning at how good it felt. “This is the one thing this lodge is missing. Tubs. I hate taking a shower after a day on the slopes and would much rather soak my body.” Not that she’d done any skiing on this trip other than the one time where she’d fallen over Theo. It was still nice.

“He’s been thinking about remodeling a few of the suites to add tubs.” He sat down on the edge of the bathtub, handing her a glass of water and a few pills.

She took both from him, quickly swallowing down the pills. “Are you happy, doctor?”

“Very.” She had a feeling he wasn’t talking about her taking the pills, but she wasn’t going to think too much about that yet. “Scooch forward.” She did as he asked and he slipped in behind her.

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