Page 48 of Fierce-Dane

“Are you close?” he asked. He didn’t want to guess.

“Very,” she said.

He stopped and got on his knees to open the condom and cover himself.

He looked up and noticed she was watching him with a big grin and then wet her lips with her tongue.

He got between her legs, found her opening and slid in at the same time he crushed his mouth to hers.

Their mouths were hungrily going at it as frantically as their hips were moving.

Jesus. He was right on the edge and not sure how much longer he could go.

But her legs came up and wrapped around his hips all but crushing and grinding against him and he felt her starting to come.

If he hadn’t, it wouldn’t have mattered because she was getting louder while they kissed. He was positive if they weren’t kissing, she might be chanting out his name again.

It was all he needed to let his body go.

He started to just pound into her fast enough that he was going to be out of breath soon.

His body let go of all the tension it’d held in for weeks and he collapsed on top of her.

“Are you okay?” he asked.

“Oh yeah,” she said. “Talk about getting to know my body.”

“I’ve got more to learn,” he said. “But you know, sometimes it’s hard when you’re that worked up.”

“Tell me about it,” she said. “I’m lucky I lasted as long as I had. Two in a row was pretty sweet and a first for me.”

He rolled and pulled her on top of his chest. “Really?”

“Yes,” she said. “I’m not just saying that to make you feel better. The truth is that is the best I’ve ever felt and hope you’ve got more in your tank to do that again.”

“Oh, I can and will. But I know I need a little break.”

“Me too,” she said. “I might be walking funny tomorrow and my staff are going to know or guess and I won’t care one bit.”

He grinned. “Seriously?”

“Nope,” she said. “I’m a private person, but sometimes it’s not worth trying to hide things.”

He let out a sigh. “No. I’m not hiding this. Are we supposed to? I mean I haven’t told anyone because I wasn’t sure where it was going to go.”

“I know where I’d like it to go but don’t want to put any pressure on either of us.”

He moved to the side of the bed and sat there. “Pressure isn’t good at all.”

“You’d know that firsthand and I don’t want you to feel that way,” she said.

“How about we just let it come as it does?” he asked.

“Works for me. We know what is going on in the other’s life.”

“We do,” he said.

He stood up and went to the bathroom to take care of the condom, then washed his face and looked at himself in the mirror.

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