Page 131 of Destined To Fall

“You’re worth the risk, Viv.” I raise an eyebrow at his choice of words, and he grins.“Not what I meant, but that,too. Being with you is worth the risk, but I don’t…I’m not packing.”

“I beg to differ.” Proving my point as I slide up his length. He shudders and smirks.

“You know what I mean.”

“I want this, want you so badly, but I know what this means to you. Regardless of having anything, this,”—I slide against him and lean forward, my breasts grazing against his chest, and peck him on the lips—”is enough. More than enough.”

“What if I want more?”

“It’s the lust talking. I’m not wo—” He cuts me off with his mouth, biting my bottom lip when he breaks the connection. The heat blazing in his eyes tells me he knew what I was going to say.

Jeremy grips my hips with force and raises them up a few inches, making me topple forward and brace myself with my palms. Before I can ask, his intention becomesapparentas he slides down the length of me, only to pause. The question in his eyes and actions is so easy to read.If you don’t want this…

Time stands still as I search his eyes, his face, for anything to give me the slightest indication he’s not one hundred percent serious. I see nothing and everything.

My answer is to shift my hips, giving him the perfect angle he needs, and he takes it, a look I can’t place taking over his features.

With a slowness that borders on painful, Jeremy slides the tip in bare, giving me more than I ever wanted to take. With each millimeter he gains, my body bursts with sensation and emotion. I’ve never been so out of control or needed control this much. It takeseverythingI have not to seat myself to the hilt and ride us both into oblivion.

Jeremy shudders, lips parting and eyes darkening to the deepest depths of the ocean as he stares at me with so much intensity. With one final thrust up, he pulls my hips down to meet him and buries himself completely.

I quiver and clench involuntarily, just a little, and Jeremy closes his eyes tightly,as if in pain.

“You…you good?” Jeremy looks incapable of speech, hell, of thought in general, but he opens his eyes, and my heart stutters at the magnitude of emotion staring back at me.

His only reply is to rock his hips into me and grind, my nerve endings practically screaming with undiluted pleasure.

I kiss him, raw and hungry and desperate, taking everything from his mouth I dare not from his cock. Jeremy meets me stroke for stroke, and soon he’s thrusting and grinding deep within me, controlling our rhythm.

He breaks the kiss, his eyes glazed and swimming with overload. He’s unable to focus, and his mouth is wide in a silent moan. I shift so I can capture his face in both of my hands and bring his eyes back to mine.

“Stay with me…baby.”

I wrap my fingers around his shaft and squeeze gently, not losing rhythm as I take over to rock and roll my hips.“Not yet. Hold on…” I’m close. I’m soveryclose, but I don’t want this to end. I want to stay right in this moment, when everything makes complete sense and my body hums in bliss. I’m not ready to let go…“Not yet.” My voice hitches, just a fraction, and I know Jeremy catches it.

The lust-crazed haze leaves his face, and he sits up, bringing us chest to chest once more, and takes my face in his hands.

“Not yet,” he agrees before kissing me so completely my mind leaves my body. I wrap my arms around his neck, pressing him closer at the same time his hands move from my face to grip my hips, bringing them down to meet his thrusts.

God, it’s good. It’s so good. It’s a little intense, a little too much, and yet not enough. I need…I need…

Once again, Jeremy has some magic sense and rolls me onto my back, breaking the kiss to give me a wicked, almost smug grin. I have all of a second to analyze it before he presses one of my knees to my chest and hits me so deep and so hard I think I black out. With his chest pressed to mythe back of my thighand his palms against the bed, he’s given himself, or rather me, the perfect angle.

A look of ecstasy overtakes his smug expression, and I can feel how close he is. I want to tell him it’s okay, to let go, but he picks up the pace, and I lose all ability to form words, only agonized sounds leaving my gasping mouth as he hits all the right spots over and over and—

A strangled cry escapes me as I fall completely and thoroughly apart in agonizing, soul-destroying pleasure.Jeremy right there with me.

Chapter Twenty-Seven

The door clicks closed so quietly behind me that the thundering of my heart in my ears drowns the sound out completely. Fighting every desire in my body to turn around and go back inside to the warmth of Jeremy’s bed and the comfort of his arms, I hurry my steps, all but running in the opposite direction.

The silence is deafening, with only our ragged breaths and my erratic heartbeat screaming in my chest. I have no idea how long we lie there, still connected, still trying to catch our equilibrium before Jeremy breaks it.

“Please tell me that was good for you, and you didn’t fake it.”

“I’m a little disappointed.” Jeremy stills, and I release the chuckle I was trying to suppress.“I didn’t get to rip your clothes off in the heat of passion. Unwrap the gift, so to speak.” He laughs at this, but before he can speak, I continue.“But make no mistake, Jer. You are a gift. One I do not deserve.”

“I’ll be the judge of that.”

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