Page 84 of Over the Moon

“You know I don’t like to concede,” she said, teasingly. “Tell me you have a condom.”

“I have a condom.” I leaned forward and reached into the nightstand drawer pulling out the foil packet.

“I want to do it,” she said, her voice sexy as hell as she took the foil packet from me.

She tore off the top before slowly removing the condom and carefully setting the scrap on the nightstand.

“Eloise.” My voice was so gruff it startled me. “You can’t say things like that and then move this slowly. You’ve got to roll that onto my cock because I’m about to lose it.”

Her teeth sank into her bottom lip, and she quickly slid the latex over me. “Better?”

I quickly grabbed her hips, flipping her over as I rolled onto my back, adjusting her above me, with her legs falling to each side as she straddled me.

“Much better. You’re going to set the pace. If it’s too much, you just stop, all right?”

She nodded, pushing up onto her knees so the tip of my dick was lined up with her entrance. My large hands covered her tits before sliding down to her hips.

She moved down slowly, and I squeezed my eyes shut at the feel of her.

Tight and warm and wet.

So fucking tight I nearly stopped breathing.

She continued moving down, inch by inch.

I reached up, tangling my fingers in her hair as she leaned down, and I covered her mouth with mine.

I kissed her as she continued to slide down my cock.

It was the most erotic, sensual thing I’d ever experienced.

She groaned into my mouth as she took me all the way in, and then she stayed completely still, pulling back to look at me. She let out a few breaths as if she were adjusting to my size, and then she smiled. It was sexy as hell. Her fingers intertwined with mine, and she moved up ever so slowly, before coming back down.

Holy shit. Nothing had ever felt so good in my life.

Not sex with another woman.

Not scoring goals on the ice.

Nothing compared to this moment.

It was fair to say that I now understood what it meant to be over the moon.

Because I was all in on this girl.

And three weeks would never be enough.

twenty

. . .

Eloise

I fell forwardon top of his chest after we’d both gone over the edge within seconds of one another.

I’ve never experienced sex like this.

It had always been rather uneventful.

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