Page 56 of Protecting the Boundary
Powerful emotions crash through me, but gratitude and need are the strongest. I need this woman—more than I’ve ever needed anyone.
Sliding my fingers through her hair, I lean down and kiss her. Without breaking the kiss, I move forward so she’s lying flat on her back and I’m positioned over her, her legs instantly wrapping around me. I grip my cock and rub it up and down her pussy, coating it in her slickness. Even just this sensation makes it hard not to close my eyes in bliss.
With a stuttered breath, I notch my cock at her opening and then slowly—ever so slowly—push inside. I can’t be sure if I’m going slow for her or for me, but either way we both moan as I push into her body, the sensation overload making my mind go blank.
“Goddamn.” She feels so fucking good.
Meredith wraps her arms aroundmy back, her fingernails clawing at me as she tilts her head back, exposing her neck to me. I kiss where her pulse thrums rapidly, loving the way her pussy tightens on my cock when I suck on a certain spot where her neck and shoulder meet.
“Romel,” she cries out as I bottom out inside her.
“God, Meredith, you feel so damn good.”
Her arms tighten around me. “You’re so deep.”
I want to be as deep inside her as it’s possible for a person to be. I want to be so deep in her she’ll never let me go.
I push up so I’m sitting with my knees still bent and grab her butt to help tilt her hips. I hit a new, deeper angle in this position, and she grips the pillow with one hand and the sheets in the other as if she needs something to physically anchor her to the bed.
“Oh my God.”
“You like the way my thick cock stretches that pretty pussy?”
“Yes,” she cries, her thighs starting to shake.
Fuck, she feels too good. I’ve lasted longer than my paranoia thought I would, but I won’t last much longer if she keeps tightening her pussy around my cock like she is. But I need her to come before I do, or I’ll feel like a complete and utter failure.
Holding her legs to my chest, I keep thrusting inside her, loving the visual of my thick cock disappearing into her body. I take my free hand and use my thumb to rub gentle circles over her clit, and it takes only two more thrusts before she screams my name as her pussy grips my cock so tight, stars burst across my vision. My orgasm takes me by surprise—ripping through me with an intensity that makes me feel like I just got the wind knocked out of me.
I hold myself stiff inside her until my tremors start to subside and then collapse onto the bed next to her. Her chestheaves as she tries to catch her breath, and her hand is covering her eyes.
“Holy shit,” she whispers. “I can’t believe you were worried it wouldn’t be good. That was next level.”
A smile fills my face. She has no idea what she brings to life in me, how grounded she makes me feel. For the first time in years, I have hope that my future won’t be nearly as bleak as I’d feared.
THIRTY-SIX
A week later, I’m woken up in the most pleasurable way I’ve ever awakened. My heavy lids part as desire ripples through my core. Romel’s eyes are closed as he groans and sucks my clit into his mouth.
“Oh God,” I murmur, my voice groggy. Fuck, his tongue is magical.
Then he slips two fingers into me and rubs them against my G-spot as he relentlessly sucks and flicks that talented tongue over my clit until my back arches and my orgasm rolls through me like a slow, but powerful tidal wave.
He kisses his way up my naked body—I never bothered to get dressed after he left last night because I was too exhausted—until he reaches my mouth. I wrap my arms around his neck, holding him against me, soaking in the warmth and weight of his body on mine. A week of the best sex of my life and I’m officially addicted.
He notches his condom-covered cock against my core and gently pushes inside. I have no idea when he put on a condom, but I can’t care less once he’s buried inside me. And then he finds a fast rhythm that shoots us both over the cliff quickly.
He sags against me, but his arms are flexed, holding most of his weight off me so he doesn’t crush me.
“What a way to wake up,” I murmur happily. My body is practically humming from how good I feel after the orgasms he gave me last night after he put Kay to bed and then again this morning.
“I couldn’t leave without saying goodbye properly.” He kisses me and while it starts light, it gets deep quickly. I can never seem to kiss him and not feel a million emotions. It’s been even more intense since we started having sex. I want so much with him—a future that I’m not sure he’s quite ready for, but I’m remaining hopeful.
“You’ll just be gone tonight and tomorrow, right?” I ask him.
“Yep, and then I’ll be home.” He kisses me again and then pulls back, something tender in his gaze. “I’m going to miss you.”
I can’t help smiling, a giddy warmth filling my chest. “I’ll miss you too.”
