Page 51 of Unleash You

The image of his cock in my mouth and his mouth on me right now were my undoing. The orgasm this time was so different, just as intense and all-consuming, but more centered around my core. What else didn’t I know? “I never want to leave this room.”

“Okay. What would we do all day?” He reached for the pile of wrappers on my nightstand.

“Got any ideas.” My breath came out in short pants.

“A few.” He lifted me and eased me onto his shaft.

I gasped at the sudden change but welcomed the feeling of being full and complete. A giggle escaped my mouth in anticipation. Wesley’s body between my legs was the most erotic thing I’d ever seen. I ran my hands down his abs and instinctively rolled my hips.

“Fuck.” He dug his head into the pillow.

A surge of adrenaline rushed through me when I realized I was in control. I moved again, a little awkward while I figured out what felt good. He gripped my hip with one hand and my breast with the other, kneading but not taking over. I missed the raw and penetrating thrusts from when he was in charge. Was he right in that? Did I like surrendering to him?

I peered at him in a silent plea. That knowing smile was enough to make me want to slap him. Before I could act on my impulse, he flipped me onto my back and landed on top of me. Without missing a beat, he pumped into me as his mouth captured mine. The harder he rode me, the more I wanted him.

“I love watching you come,” he whispered in my ear. “Come for me.”

Yeah, I liked being in his control or at least my body did because as soon as he issued the order, an orgasm ripped through me. It spread through me in hot waves as he continued relentlessly. When his own release was spent, he buried his face in my hair. He lay still in my arms, our bodies fused together as the minutes ticked by. We stayed like this for so long I thought he’d fallen asleep.

“I love you.” His words sounded strained, as if this harmless confession pained him.

Tears brimmed my eyes. “God, Wesley, I love you too. I always have.”

14

A Lowly Civilian

Wesley

And there it was. I was in love with her. It felt good to finally have said it out loud. I rolled off her and lay beside her to catch my breath. “I wish we could stay in bed all day for real.”

“Me too.” Anabelle stared at the ceiling with a smile on her face.

“You look glad to get rid of me.” I propped my head on my hand, and she did the same.

“It’s not that.” She stroked my cheek. “I’m just happy.”

I kissed her softly on the lips, then her neck and both her breasts. “Me too. But I gotta go and see about putting those visas to good use.”

“I know. Last night, I forgot to check my messages. Did Zack make it back?” She flipped on her belly to grab her phone off the nightstand. Then she giggled. “Question—where did all those condoms come from?”

I cleared my throat. “I went home last night to get a few essentials. Too presumptuous?”

“No, not at all.” She beamed at me as she grabbed fistfuls of my hair and pressed her mouth to mine. “I’ll shower first.”

“I’ll join you.” I swung my leg over the bed while she checked her messages. “What is it?”

“Zack says Valentina came home earlier today. She’s in bad shape.” She rubbed the creases on her forehead. “And doesn’t want to see anyone. I’m gonna go see her.”

“Didn’t she say she didn’t want to see anyone? Give her a few days.”

“But we’re leaving in a few days.”

I pulled her out of bed and into my arms. “Send her a message and see what she says, okay?”

“Okay. That’s a good idea.” She turned away from me to type her text.

Her round ass brushed my cock, and in two breaths, I was hard for her. I grabbed a handful of her butt cheek and squeezed. “Maybe later you can make good on your promise from last night.”

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