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I’m slow and attentive, and I coax her into a rhythm, whispering how good she is, how perfect she feels against me, how amazing she tastes.I’m so lost in her.There’s so much I want to do, so much I want to show her, but when I can’t take it anymore, when I need to be inside her I reach over to grab a condom.
I get up on my knees, staring down at her naked body under me.“Tell me this is good.”
Her fingers run down my pecs, hover around my waist.“Definitely.”
I rip open the condom wrapper and slide it down my length.She watches every movement intently, lust filling her gaze more and more until I center myself between her legs.When I guide to her opening, I nudge the tip in just slightly.Her hands wrap around my back, clutching my shoulders.
I stare into her eyes and inch in slowly, barely able to process that this is actually happening.Saylor is under me, giving herself to me.I lose myself in her sweet heat as I push myself all the way in.
“God, you feel good,” she says on a moan.
I slide out of her.The urge, hell theneedto pummel into her with breakneck speed pushes at the edges of my thoughts, but this is the first time I’ll have her—I need to go slow and savor every moment.
Even with my steady pace, everything gets too much.She’s moaning and whispering my name and God, I’m groaning and grunting, trying to hold back my orgasm long enough for her to find her pleasure first.I arch my hips so my pelvis grinds along her clit and she cries out.
“Fucking take it, baby,” I say to her.
“Oh my God, oh my God, Luke—” She arches off the bed, head flying back, and her eyes close.“Luke,” she moans.And then she comes.
I watch as a flush travels from her head down to her waist, and holy fuck, I’m responsible for that.The thought makes me come.Capturing her mouth with mine, I savor our kiss as I spill into the condom.
We lie still and catch our breathes for a moment, before I slide out of her and roll over.
“I’ll be right back.”I get up off the bed on shaky legs and head to the bathroom.
After I clean up, I pause in the bathroom, scared of what I’m going to find in my bedroom.Is she out of bed, already searching for her clothes, ready to trudge through the snow back to her heatless, cold house just to get away from me?
I open the door but before I can leave, she slips inside, her naked body pressing to mine.“Have to pee.Don’t want a UTI.And I’m starving now.Can we make new sandwiches and reheat our soup?”
I turn to watch her, and she closes the door to the toilet area and my head rocks against the door.Fuck me, this is real.
ChapterSix
SAYLOR
The next morning, I’m in full craft table mode.Thankfully, most of the kids are older.Wren and Leia, Lottie’s nieces with a few of their friends come by and if any younger kids come to the table their parents help them out.Which is great, since Luke is late.
Lottie told me him and Brooks got held up with something but that they won’t be too late.She offered to send someone else over but at that point I was good.Now, I’m not so sure, as more and more of Wren and Leia’s classmates wander over and take a seat.
If only my mind wasn’t on Luke.All day I’ve waited for him to call or text, but he hasn’t.When I left his house this morning, he wrapped me up in the sweetest hug and kiss before he slipped out his front door to his squad car.I left fifteen minutes later bundled in his sweatshirt, dashing over to my house to get ready.Good thing the power came on while I was snug in Luke’s bed last night, so our pipes didn’t freeze.
I’m in the middle of mixing paints to get a charcoal gray when nearby laugher draws my attention.I know that laugh.
My stomach churns from the fakeness laced within.I glace over my shoulder and find Tyler huddled with a group of his friends.Friends that used to hang with him and Luke.Friends he hasn’t talked to in a long time.He had one hand stuffed into his pocket, and he lifts a solo cup to his mouth, catching my eye over the rim.I quickly turn back to the paint, pouring black to make it a little darker.Then I hear him tell his friends he’ll be back, and I know instinctively that he’s coming my way.
I tell Leia and Wren to continue, and that I’ll be back in a second, reminding everyone else at the table to use the paint they have until I get back to pour them some more.
Tyler finishes his drink and tosses it in the trashcan he passes before he’s standing only feet away from me.It’s odd not to see him in a suit with his hair gelled in a perfect messy look.But even resembling the boy I fell in love with, nothing happens inside of me.There are no flutters or yearning.Absolutely nothing.
“So, funny thing.”Tyler crosses his arms and widens his stance.
“Just go back to your friends.”I sidestep him and bend down to grab some more construction paper out of the bin.
“I want to talk to you.”
I whip around.“Why?You said all you needed when you ended it with me.”
“I gave you my apartment, Saylor.”
