Page 86 of Last Fall

“I think that’s wise.” Three years was a long time. Areallylongtime.

He crawled across the mattress but didn’t lower himself down onto me. “Talk to me, okay? You tell me if it hurts, if you want to stop, everything, anything. I want tohearit.”

One thing I learned writing romance was that words were hot. “I like hearingittoo.”

He lowered down slowly, the weight of his body crushing mine into the mattress, his hard cock throbbing between us. “Really?”

“Turns out this romance writer gets turned on byhearingwords,too.”

He nuzzled behind my ear. I pulled my knees up to make room for him. “Then you should know,” he whispered against the shell of my ear, “that I cannot wait to be buried deepinsideyou.”

Ishivered. “Yes.”

He kissed my neck, my shoulder, down between my breasts. “This is what I’ve been sleeping next to all week? All of this?” He nuzzled my nipple and suckedlightly.

I ground against him. “Oh,yes.”

“I like it when you say that.” He moved back up and kissed me, his hips anglingtowardmine.

“I have a feeling I’ll be saying it a lottonight.”

He pressed against me, the pressure sending a shockwave through me that pulsed back against his impending invasion. Igasped.

“Youokay?”

“Yes.” I clutched his shoulders, arched to meet him, desperate to betogether.

He pushed inside, stretching me. I dug my fingers into his muscles as I cried out. He pulled back slowly and thrust a little deeper, widening hiswayin.

From touching him last week I guessed his size would be just right for me, more than I was used to, but not significantly. So I was surprised by how sharp his thrusts felt, how foreign the sensation of being stretched seemed. I hadn’t expected the difference to feel soextreme.

It was wonderful but alsoshocking.

“You still withme,Zo?”

I couldn’t quite catch my breath. “Maybe...maybe just give me asecond?”

“Ofcourse.”

With one nuzzle of his nose against my cheek I relaxed. “You’re just...alot.”

“Not gonna lie, that sounds pretty fucking awesome coming out of your mouth.” He kissed me, cocking his head to the side to sweep his tongue inside. My body pulsed from head to toe. “Tell me what’sgoingon.”

I realized I was trembling again. My ears buzzed and the top of my head felt hot. “You’re...inside me and it’s so much. It’s like I can’tcatchup.”

“Okay. First, breathe.” Then he leaned up on his elbows and palmed my breast. “Does it help when Idothis?”

He touched my nipple with his thumb, sending a jolt to my core. It eased a little of the sensation. “Yes,actually.”

“What about when I do this?” He rolled my nipple between his finger and thumb, sending a shockwave to the same spot. My entire core pulsed and this time I felt needy so I rockedmyhips.

He sliddeeper.

His eyes grew dark and his jaw thrust forward. “I take it you liked that?” He rolled it again, sending another jolt that I couldn’t resist. I rocked my hips and he slid even deeper. “I’m the one who’s going to need a minute next,” he groaned, sliding out to his tip and easing back in. He did this several times until we were both panting. He pushed deeper, stretching me even wider, and this time I feltrelief.

I rocked against him, looking for that delicious friction that only came from one hot body working against another. Erik took my cue and began thrusting more, reaching deeper. His cock stretching me and disappearing, filling me and leaving me over and over felt so damn good. I arched up to meet him. “Harder.” I neededmoreto get there. More impact, more friction, moresomething.

“You, on top.” He grunted, rolling totheside.

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