Nodding, I gasp for breath, a trembling plea. “Yes… yes…”
I’m on a different plane, my core is throbbing, and I only know if he stops, I’ll fly into a million pieces. His hand moves from my shoulder to my breast, kneading and pinching my tingling nipples, one then the other.
Then with a shout, he comes. His muscles tremble, and I feel him pulsing, holding, again and again before he starts to slow.
I’m still gone, riding out the intensity, wondering if I’ll still be able to function normally. If I’ll even be able to walk after this.
He gives two more thrusts before guiding us forward and bracing a strong hand on the tabletop.
I melt onto my stomach, boneless and humming, trembling with the aftershocks of the most intense orgasm I’ve ever had in my life.
He’s still deep inside me, pulsing occasionally. The front of his thighs press against the back of mine, and he softly traces my ass with his fingertips until his fingers find the jewel. With a slow, gentle pull, he removes it, setting it to the side, then he massages my ass.
“You were so good tonight.” His voice is low, soothing, and he lifts me off my feet. “You were perfect.”
He carries me to the large bathroom in his master suite, and he holds me on his lap as water fills the tub. My cheek is against his chest, and my hand is on his shoulder. I’m sleepy and happy and blissed out and my limbs feel like jelly.
“Getting through Dare Night was so hard.” I lift my chin to meet his eyes, wrinkling my nose. “That thing made me really horny.”
He grins, kissing my lips. Then his expression turns more serious. He cups my jaw in his fingers and kisses me slowly, opening my mouth and sliding his tongue inside. I reach up to hold his cheek, following the lead of his movements with mine.
He pulls my top lip with his mouth, then does it again, swiping his tongue along mine. My nipples tingle and point, and I’m so in love with him.
“All I could think about when I saw you was your pretty little ass and whether you had it in.”
“I did…” I lean forward, grinning like we’re sharing a secret. “I wasn’t sure if you’d drag me into the pantry and want to see it.”
“You’d have done it.” He grins, kissing the top of my eyebrow.
“I hoped you would.”
He never lets me go, swinging a leg over the side of the copper tub and lowering us both into the swirling warm waters.
“You might be a little sore.” He lifts a bar of soap, gently cleaning my backside.
We’re stomach to stomach in the warm water, and I slide forward to kiss his lips. “Worth it.”
He holds my cheeks and kisses me again. “I love you, Allie. Can you stay with me tonight?”
“I love you, Jack.” I kiss him back. “Do you think that’s a good idea?”
“I don’t give a fuck. We’re engaged.”
“Secretly.” I press my finger to his full lips, which he pokes out to kiss it.
“Not for long.”
Blinking up, our eyes meet, and emotion like an aching river spills through my lungs. “I’ll text Austin so he doesn’t worry.”
30
Jack
The stadium in Birmingham is loud with cheering and music and voices over the loudspeaker.
We’re facing off against the Pike Road Pirates, and these guys never lose. Last year they beat the opposing team by forty points, and they were both state championship-level teams.
The boys are antsy in the locker room, bouncing up and down in the tunnel heading to the field. When we run out, the stands erupt into screaming, and when we get to the sidelines, everyone’s on their feet and stomping.