Page 11 of Something Borrowed

They lay there, unmoving and silent until she wrapped her knees around his mid back, causing his dick to shift in deeper.

“Fuck,” he groaned, unable to keep the profane word from slippingout.

Adrianna said nothing. Instead, she rocked her hips up as she leaned her mouth up to his. That was all it took, the small control he held broke as he finally began to sleep with the girl that got away. His hips thrust wildly, a rapid-fire push and pull response to the way she ground against him. Nails scrapped down his back and he growled into her mouth, dragging a hand down her body and stopping at her clit. His thumb pressed against it once more, and he rotated his hand as best he could manage with ripples of ecstasy floating through him with every thrust of their bodies.

He marveled in the sound of her hitched breathing and the sound of bodies slapping hastily together as they learned a rhythm that would help them both come undone. Every stroke of her body up and down his shaft drew his balls up, as if he would finish that moment, but every time their bodies slid apart, his release slipped way. It was maddening and everything sex should be all atonce.

“Adrianna,” he gasped, nipping at her ear as their pace pickedup.

“Jaxon,” she replied, her eyes closed tight, her lips pursed together as if she struggled to not fall over theedge.

“I’ll catch you,” he whispered into her ear at the exact moment he clutched her hips, dragging them up his body and sinking to the hilt in herbody.

Her cry echoed in his ears as her body quivered around his. He could feel her arms thrashing underneath him as she lost herself in her release. There was something about watching a woman at the height of her passion that always sent him over the edge, and watching Adrianna was no exception.

His body tensed as he watched her eyes flutter with pleasure and all it took was a final slide of his prick into her quaking core and he crested over the edge, a strangled grunt pulling from hislips.

Seconds turned into what seemed to be minutes as his body throbbed, not from desire, but utter satiation. He could scarcely focus his vision on anything as he came down from the intense ejaculation of his life. Whether the sex had been that good or it was all from living out a fantasy, he didn’t care. All he cared about was the way the women beneath him felt as she stilled and smiled lazily up athim.

“Jaxon?” She said, sounding almost sleepy.

“Yes?” He slipped free from her body, rolling to the side to tug the condom off and drop it in the trashcan next to the bed before turning to face her again. The flush in her cheeks made him smirk.

“That was absolutely everything I thought it couldbe.”

Dropping a kiss to her lips he wished they had time to just lay together, but she was right earlier, sooner or later they would be missed.

“This wasn’t a one night stand.” His voice was gruff, his eyes landing on hers, looking for any semblance of how she felt about the situation.

A red flush crept up her cheeks and he preened at her reaction. It had been a long time since a woman had been so enamored by him and it sure as shit didn’t hurt that he was pretty enamored rightback.

“I think we should talk about it later, but I’d be lying if I acted like I don’t want to learn who you’ve become.” She looked at him, blinking slowly. “You captured my attention when you were nothing more than my best friend’s hotter older brother. I feel like as the Marine who risks it all for others, you could steal my heart.”

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