Page 99 of Protected By West
His fingers curled up inside of her and her whole body shuddered.
"West..."
"The way you sound... The way you feel..." He leaned in for a kiss and then he came back for more until she felt herselfgasping for breath. The world went dark around her and her back arched off of the bed as he brought an earth-shattering climax from her with just his fingers.
She was fairly sure the whole world tipped off of its axis when his hand slipped free and she was suddenly full of him while her body continued to draw down with every wave of her orgasm.
"Trace-"
She looked up and saw how his head tipped back, the muscles along the side of his neck thickened.
"Babe..."
She couldn't tell if it was a grunt or groan in his throat, she was a bit distracted with other things like the feeling of his abs under her fingertips and the seemingly endless slide of his dick into her body. Talk about sensations! Hard. Thick. The way her body seemed to be pulling him inside her body.
Tracy reached around behind him, scraping her close-cut nails over his muscled ass.
When he was finally seated inside of her, she still felt tingles all over her body and she felt like he was anchored inside of her.
"This," she lifted her knees, setting her feet on the bed, "this is what I've been missing in life."
Weston looked down at her, a slightly pained look on his face as she used her muscles to grip him tighter inside of her. "You'll have to be a little more specific, honey. I'm always looking for ways to make things..."
She grabbed handfuls of his muscled ass and damn, it felt like he got even deeper inside of her.
"Better."
She felt his muscles flex under her hands, and she found herself very glad that he'd taken his time with his fingers because she found herself stretched wide around him.
A moment later when he looked down at her and she got to see every inch of his muscled and tanned perfection, she wasalready on the verge of losing every bit of composure she had left.
"West-"
He ate the rest of his name off of her lips and she wrapped her arms around his neck. She had a feeling she'd have to hold on tight to this cowboy or risk falling.
Weston started to move then, and he didn't stop until they were both sweating and boneless in bed, his arms around her body and hers around him.
When he leaned in and gently rubbed his lips against her temple, she leaned into his touch.
"Tracy?"
"Hmm?" She felt so completely done, she wasn't sure she could form words, let alone thoughts.
"I love you."
She shook her head, a minute shake like she was trying to jump start her brain cells.
"Tracy-"
Oh God. Oh Jeez.
What was she supposed to say?
How did she feel?
Wasn't there a book or a crib sheet for the right answer?
She knew what she felt inside.
