Page 32 of What We Keep
“Do you want more?”
“Please…” That was all I could say.
Chapter Sixteen
Haven
Please…
At Elsa’s raspy whispered demand, the crescendo of need pounding through me increased. Staring into her gaze, I sucked in a breath, marshaling my discipline.
On the heels of another breath, I dropped my forehead to hers, and my whisper formed against her lips. “As you wish.” Her hips rocked toward me as I filled her again, savoring the clench of her around me. “Elsa,” I bit out.
This entire encounter had spun out. The frayed thread of my control was on the verge of snapping. Her palms slid up my back, and she whispered, “More…”
I drew back and filled her once again. She was silky soft, hot, and wet. My release was already threatening, sizzling like lightning down my spine. I pumped into her again and again. She met me, her hips rocking into my thrusts.
Lifting my head, I whispered, “Elsa, look at me.”
She dragged her eyes open, and I stayed locked in the blur of her gaze. I reached between us, teasing my fingers over her plump clit. I felt her calves tighten where they curled around the backs of my thighs. Her eyes went wide as her teeth sank into her bottom lip, and her pussy clamped tight.
Her rippling core snapped that frayed thread as my own release struck me with a fiery jolt when I surged into her one more time. I savored my name on her lips and the way she threw her head back.
The feel of her ruched nipples as she arched against my chest nearly brought me to my knees. My hand slapped onto the counter, and I clung to the edge of it, spent.
I leaned into her as she went soft, tucking her head into the curve of my shoulder. With one hand braced on the counter, I slid the other up her back, my fingers lacing into her hair to cradle her against me. The intimacy and raw, exposed feeling should have frightened me. Yet it didn’t.
At this moment, I felt better than I ever had. I felt as if Elsa held all of me, keeping me safe. I didn’t know how long we stayed like that, with me buried inside her and us holding each other close.
Her palm rested between my shoulder blades. I could feel the rhythm of her heart beating against mine, where she was pressed to the front of me. Our breathing gradually slowed, and my awareness flickered through the haze.
For a split second, I was almost shocked at how I felt. A jolt of fear slammed into my heart, but I kicked it away. This—Elsa, holding her, all of it—felt too good to let anything get in the way. Her soft breath gusted across my skin, and I loved the feeling of it.
My lips curled in a smile when I felt the motion of her lips on my skin, yet one more sensation to catalog along with the rest.
“Well then, that was…”
When she paused, I pondered how it felt and startled myself when I spoke it aloud. “Incredible.”
She lifted her head, and I dragged my eyes open to meet hers. She blinked before a smile broke across her face—slow, soft, a ray of sunshine cast through the windows into my heart.
“Yes, incredible,” she whispered.
Uncertainty immediately followed that ray of sunshine flickering in her gaze. “I don’t usually do that.” Her words tumbled out in a rush.
I was flummoxed and eyed her with confusion.
“This.” She gestured with her hand vaguely in the air. “Start kissing someone, and then have crazy hot sex on the...” She looked around, taking in the space. “Kitchen counter.”
“I don’t either, but it’s not like we haven’t known each other for years,” I pointed out.
“I just don’t want you to think…” She stopped and bit her lip.
“Think what? I think you’re amazing, Elsa. And I think we both needed that.”
“What now?” she asked.
My heart gave a tricky twist at Elsa’s question. I didn’t know what was sensible.
