Page 45 of An Unexpected Home

“Good God, I hope you don’t think we are using all of those tonight?”

He closed his eyes and a smile turned his lips up. “Promise me something.” He opened his eyes and looked right at her making her feel like he could see into her soul. “Promise me that you will never stop saying exactly what you are thinking?”

Confused that he would choose this moment to ask that, she said, “I’m sure that won’t be a problem.”

“Seriously,” he said and took her face in his hands. “It’s the fucking sexiest thing. When you open your mouth, I am never disappointed in what comes out.”

Turned on beyond belief that he found her sassy comments sexy, she yanked him down on top of her on the bed.

“I can’t wait any longer,” she said, kissing him.

Next thing she knew he rolled them over, her ending up on top. “Baby, I’m dying to see you ride me. It’s all I can think about.”

Sitting up, his cock nestled between her thigh, she removed her tank top and bra. His fingers unsnapped her shorts. “Hold on, hold on,” she said and jumped up just long enough to slip the shorts and panties down her legs.

As she straddled him again, he was rolling a condom down his shaft.

Not willing, or able for that matter, to wait for another second to have him inside her, she slid down on him.

“Oh thank God,” she said when he was fully inside her. “It wasn’t a dream.”

“What wasn’t a dream?” he said as she started to move.

“How fucking amazing this feels.”

“Not a dream,” he said and swiveled his hips under her.

Together they moved the way that she assumed only soulmates moved. It was effortless how he seemed to know her body after just one night together. A hand on her hip, another one on her breast rolling the nipple between his fingers.

But she knew him, too. She knew from last night that he loved when she licked his ear and that when she gripped his hair tight in her fist he moved faster, pushed inside her harder.

When she started to moan, loudly, he pulled her into a kiss, masking her moans. She was close, oh so close, and her body was aching for the release.

His hand moved from her ass where it has been gripping hard, to between their bodies where his fingers searched out her clit. She jumped when he made contact and her whole body shook on the verge of release.

A few more flicks of his fingers and she was a goner, gripping his hair hard from the pleasure and forcing him to follow her over the edge.

Relaxing on top of him, he took her mouth in a slow sensual kiss, both of them out of breath.

“That was,” he stopped and pushed her hair behind her ear, “out of this world.”

“You don’t have to tell me,” she said smiling.

“As much as I don’t want you to move, I need to get rid of the condom.”

She sighed and sat up, rolling to the side. After he took care of the condom, he rejoined her pulling her into his side.

“It’s too early for bed.” She was making circles on his chest. It was only seven and even though she should be exhausted she felt wired.

“Probably,” he said.

“Let’s go somewhere?” She sat up and looked back at him.

“Where do you want to go?”

“I don’t know...a bar?” Getting out sounded fun to her. “We can make everyone come with us.” I’m thinking that Carly and Mel could use a night out, too.

“I’m in,” he told her. “It just can’t be a late night. I have to be at the station at five.”

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