Page 159 of When The Night Falls

A crooked smile crossed his lips as he slowed his thrusts but increased their force.

‘Nearly there,’ he consoled me, and then he kissed me again.

One hard thrust. Another. Another again.

‘Fuck, Cara, I love how you feel. I want to fuck you for eternity.’

Pulling me away from the headboard, he laid me down on the bed without withdrawing. As he put his forearms on either side of my head, I stared up at his striking beauty and gulped, momentarily overwhelmed by the sheer view of him. His eyes softened as they locked with mine, and a gentle smile took over his mouth. Clasping my jaw, he kissed me as though he were running out of air and I was oxygen.

Gently, he withdrew from within me only to push forward again, but fast this time. He moaned against my lips, and I knew from the sound that he was finally reaching it.

Retreating again, he pushed a little harder into me, sliding further and further until he reached the very end of me. Fuck, he reached deep. He lingered there, his kiss growing harder against my mouth before he groaned once more and repeated his thrust one more time.

Finally, he stilled, and a smile formed on his mouth as he pushed himself up.

‘You okay?’ he asked hoarsely.

I huffed out a loud breath, utterly destroyed.

‘I’m dead,’ I whispered. It was all I could manage. My sore vagina was pulsating as though my heart had relocated to it.

He chuckled. ‘Sorry, but you’ve got yourself to blame. You’re irresistible, and I love watching you come.’

I shook my head and wondered if this was what it was going to be like – crazy sessions every time we got down to business. Would I survive a relationship like that?

‘You’re inhuman,’ I said.

Grinning, he withdrew from within me. Then he froze, his smile fading while his eyes widened. A look of panic crossed his face.

‘What is it?’ I asked, my stomach tying in a knot.

He leaned back and steered his gaze to his dick. ‘Shit. The condom’s broken.’

My lips parted. ‘What?’ I looked at his dick, and indeed, the condom had ruptured. It was barely on him anymore, and it looked as if it had burst at the top. ‘Didn’t you feel anything?’

‘I...’ His face crinkled. ‘For a moment I felt a slight change in sensation, but I thought I was just nearing the edge. I’m sorry, I – it’s been so long since I’ve had sex. I didn’t realise—’ He stopped short and met my eyes, his features spilling with self-reproach.

I swallowed, trying to remain calm. ‘Are you clean?’

‘Yes.’

‘Are you sure?’

‘Yes. I took a test shortly after I ended things with Vi and Francesca, and I haven’t been with anyone since then.’

I sighed with relief.

‘Are you?’ he asked, his eyebrows furrowing.

‘I should be,’ I said. ‘I mean, I’ve only slept with Aaron without a condom, and he’s supposed to use protection whenever he sleeps with anyone else. He’s never given me anything before, so I trust he’s been careful about that.’

‘When did you last get tested?’

‘After I’d slept with you. Result came out clean, and you’re my most recent one-night stand. I doubt Aaron has given me anything in the meantime.’

He blinked. ‘I’m your most recent one-night stand?’

I frowned. ‘You sound surprised. Is that so hard to believe?’

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