When he finally slid two fingers inside me, I was already so close, I gasped.
“Come for me, Meg.Just like this.Let me feel it.”
My body obeyed.My release crashed over me like a tidal wave.I cried out with my back arching off the mattress as my whole world narrowed to the heat of his mouth and the pressure of his fingers.
When I came back down, breathless and boneless, Lo climbed back up and kissed his way to my lips.
“You good?”he asked, voice rough.
“Not even close to being done with you,” I whispered.
He grinned against my mouth.“Good.Because I’m just getting started.”
He pushed down his boxers, and I reached between us to wrap my hand around him.He was hard and hot and perfect.
I guided him to my entrance, and he slid in slow.Inch by inch.Stretching me just right.
We both groaned.
“Jesus, baby,” he rasped.“Still so tight.”
I held him close with my legs wrapped around him, and my fingers dug into his shoulders.
He started to move.Slow, deep strokes that had me moaning into his neck.
“Faster,” I whispered.“I need you.”
He didn’t need to be told twice.
He thrust harder, faster, with each stroke hitting that perfect spot.I lost myself in the rhythm, and the sound of our skin moving against each other.Our gasps and moans filling the room.
“You feel so damn good, Meg,” he growled, kissing me hard.
My body tightened again, and the pressure built fast.“Lo...I’m gonna,”
“Come with me, baby.I’ve got you.”
I shuddered around him as my second orgasm ripped through me with a cry.He followed as his hips jerked, spilling inside me and groaning my name like a prayer.
We stayed like that for a long moment, tangled together, breathless and sweaty and smiling.
He rolled us onto our sides and still held me tight.
“That was...”
“Amazing,” I finished.
He kissed my forehead.“You always are.”
I tucked my head under his chin, still smiling.
“Best first night ever.”
He chuckled.“And we still have six more.”
“Thank God.”
And with his arms around me and his heart beating steady against mine, I drifted off with a smile.