Page 35 of How We Fooled

We kiss again as a fire burns within, growing and growing until we lose complete control. Our breathing is so ragged when I squeeze him tight, toppling over and coming all over him.

He pauses, letting me ride my wave and truly feeling the way my insides grip him tightly. Two seconds later, he grunts as he finds his own release, and we live in a land of absolute bliss with one another. Completely spent and totally in love.

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Liza

I wake up in the arms of Eli and say a little prayer that I have this same kind of morning for years to come. Last night was everything I’d dreamed it would be. He was sweet and gentle. My goodness, that was hands down the best sex I’d ever had.

I think it’s because it was so much more than sex. For the first time, I truly felt like I was making love. I never really thought there would be a difference, but now, I feel it. There was something so special between us that it felt like my body came alive for the first time.

I turn to my side so I can face him and stare at him like this for a few seconds before his eyes flutter open.

I love the way his lips pull up in a small grin when his eyes meet mine.

“Good morning,” he whispers, his voice so groggy that the sound barely comes out.

“Morning.” I curl my blanket around me more when a chill catches me by surprise.

He reaches his arm out to me, his eyes still fluttering open and shut, like he doesn’t really want to be awake yet. “Are you cold?”

“Just a little,” I respond.

He scoots toward me, pulling me into his bare chest, where I’m instantly hit with his warmth surrounding my entire body.

With his chin resting on my head, he lets out a sigh, and then he whispers, “Is this better?”

I wrap one arm around him, feeling the muscles on his back as I run my hand down his torso. “So much better.”

Facing him like this is doing dirty things to my mind and body, and when I feel him having the same reaction, I lift my leg to wrap it around his waist.

A little laugh escapes his lips when I pull him closer to my center, using only my leg.

“You want more?”

I giggle in embarrassment, but don’t stop. Just getting that little bit of pressure from his hardness pressed against me and now knowing what he can do to me has me almost panting in need suddenly.

I rub against him again, only this time, he grabs my ass, holding me firmly to him to show me just how hard he already is.

I gasp in need, my chest so tight for a quick second that I feel like I can’t breathe.

When I drop my head back, he’s quick to climb on top of me and kiss my neck that I’ve left completely exposed to him, like an open invitation to do so.

Everything about last night was slow and perfect, but this morning is totally different.

This morning, there seems to be a primal need between us that we feel down to our very core. It’s like neither one of us can breathe until he’s inside of me.

He slips my sleep shorts off with one swoop while I fling my top. Thank God he remembers to reach for a condom because it was so far from my mind that it might as well have been on Pluto.

I lie on my back, and when our eyes meet, our expressions of desire, lust, fucking wanting to just breathe is so intense that my body starts to shake.

He climbs back on top of me, and with one push, he enters me, making me scream out with a sense of relief that I didn’t know was humanly possible.

Our breaths are ragged, and our bodies are tight as he moves in and out of me like a man on a hunt for the one thing that will keep him alive for years to come.

I grip his shoulders and moan loudly, not able to control any part of me when it comes to him. He’s my life, my power, my everything right now, and I’m complete putty in his hands for him to mold and do with me as he pleases.

When I come, I scream out, not able to hold anything back. Thankfully, he finds his own release at the same time because my legs are so heavy that I can’t hold them up, and my body is floating away with a sense of weightlessness that I can’t comprehend.

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