Page 158 of The Manny

He nodded. “Same for me.”

“But maybe you don’t want that.”

He gave a hard laugh. “Oh, I want it.” He smoothed his hands up my thighs and again squeezed my ass cheeks. “We’re a couple now, right?”

“If that’s what you want.”

“You know that’s what I want, Thomas. I didn’t get on my knees so we could date other people.” His voice was gritty.

I sighed. “I want you any way you’ll have me.”

Without speaking, he moved to the nightstand. My heart beat faster as he returned with just the lube. He slathered his fingers and nudged my thighs wider with his knee. He gently slicked my hole and then carefully slid two fingers inside me. I gasped and moaned at the delicious invasion, moving my hips in rhythm to his fingers. He pushed in deeper and deeper, and I bit the pillow to keep from begging.

I humped the bed as he worked my hole, and I was a whimpering mess by the time he positioned himself and pushed inside of me. The bare glide of his thick cock almost made me come instantly. Somehow I held onto my control, and he began to pump inside of me. He filled me so perfectly, I could barely breathe. Sex had always been good with Jack, but this… this was even better. Bare flesh against bare flesh was so intoxicatingly delicious, I felt a little out of control.

I clutched handfuls of the comforter, straining back against him. I wanted to feel him as deep as possible. I couldn’t wait for that moment when he’d mark me as his. Truly his. Only his. His movements sped up and our desperate sounds filled the room. My head throbbed, but all I could think about was his dick moving inside of me. My heart ached at how sweet this moment was. Jack was finally mine. That fact was unbelievable, but true. He was willing to take a chance with me. He loved me.

“Gonna come.” His voice shook. “Can’t wait.”

“Yeah, come in me, Jack.”

His weight pressed me into the creaking bed, and I moaned wantonly as my own orgasm spiraled through me. His thrusts quickened and he groaned, his breath hot against my neck. He stiffened and his hot release spurted deep inside me, making me cry out.

“Oh, fuck,” I wheezed, shuddering as my dick spilled into the sheets.

“So good.” He continued to fuck me deep and hard through both of our orgasms, finally collapsing on me with a tired grunt.

My body throbbed with pleasure, and I closed my eyes contentedly. He was still inside me, and the intimacy of the moment made my chest squeeze. We stayed like that for several minutes, then he kissed my shoulder and slowly pulled out of me. He collapsed beside me, his hand possessively resting on my thigh.

“How’s your head?” he asked.

“Not too bad.” I grinned, turning my head to look at him. “Sex is better than Advil.”

“Sex is better than everything.”

I studied him and he lifted his brows questioningly. “Any regrets?” I asked softly.

He laughed. “It’s been two minutes since I pledged my undying love. You think I’m already tired of you?”

My face warmed. “I guess it feels too good to be true.”

His smile faded and he reached for me, tugging me against him. He looped his arm around me and he kissed my hair. I nuzzled his muscular shoulder, feeling happy at his affectionate response to my insecurities.

“This is for real, Thomas. Trust it.” His voice was husky.

“Okay.” I rested my hand on his chest, watching it rise and fall slowly. “Do you think Mia will be happy about this development?”

“I think she will be ecstatic.” He sighed. “She’d have been crushed if you’d told her you were leaving.”

“I was dreading telling her. I’m not sure I could have done it. I kept trying to drum up the nerve, but I just couldn’t do it.”

His arm tightened. “Let’s not think about that. Let’s focus on the future. Our future.”

“I love the sound of that.” I smiled. “Bernice is going to be very upset with me for not going to Germany.”

“Fuck Bernice,” he said.

“Now. Now, Jack.”

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