Page 99 of Help Me Remember
“Ride me, Brielle. Take the freedom you want. Take everything because it’s yours. Take it, love. Take what you need.”
I scream, unable to hold back as another orgasm rockets through me. I collapse forward, but he’s there, holding me to him. His hips jerk up, fucking me from beneath until he’s groaning my name into my hair as he pulses inside me.
I lie against his chest, unable to move even if I wanted to, which I don’t.
That was the most incredible thing I’ve ever experienced.
He moves my hair to the side and kisses my nose. “You okay?”
“Huh?”
He laughs. “I’ll take that as a yes.”
“Uh-huh.”
Apparently, all I’m capable of is speaking in sounds.
Spencer’s fingers trail along my spine. “I have to clean up.”
“Ehh.”
I don’t want to move. I want to stay like this forever.
He chuckles again and then rolls me to the side. I flop over, my limbs not really cooperating. I close my eyes for a second, absorbing all that happened, but I can’t really think too long because suddenly, everything is dark and quiet.
* * *
The first thing I note is that I’m hot. Really hot. Like I left the air off and windows open in the summer heat.
Then I realize I’m naked.
I’m naked because I had sex. Amazing sex. Really freaking amazing sex with Spencer.
The night before, the dance, the memory, the incredible hours after that were filled with all things Spencer Cross.
I must’ve passed out right after, but he tucked me in and then tucked himself around me. I didn’t dream or wake up ten times last night. I slept, and now I know it was because he was here, keeping the demons away.
“Good morning.” His deep voice rasps in my ear.
I smile and turn over to see him. “Good morning.”
“Did you sleep?”
“I did, did you?”
“Like a baby,” he replies and pushes my hair back. “Are you okay?”
“You mean about last night?”
The corner of his lip turns up. “Yes.”
“Which part? The sex or the memory?”
“Both.”
I release a low sigh and give a sort of shrug. “I am processing it all. I’m still a bit overwhelmed by the memory, but I’m also so damn determined. As for us, I am equally happy and terrified.”
“I don’t want you to be scared.”
