Page 37 of Fight for You (Flirting with Forever 2)

I’m his.

He runs his hands over my body until I’m crying out for him. I crave this man’s touch like no other.

He grasps the front of his shirt with both hands and yanks, popping off the few buttons I’d managed to fasten. The shirt hangs open, and I continue to move over him, sliding up and down over his erection. He lowers his head to torment one of my breasts, and then the other. I’ve always been extremely sensitive, and his ministrations have me even wetter. Sawyer groans again. “Hadleigh, you are so fucking perfect. You feel so good like this.” His hands return to my ass, and he takes control, thrusting into me from below. I grip his shoulders and grind on him, every downward motion against him hitting my clit and setting my whole world on fire.

My legs begin to shake, and a brilliant, shimmering pulse starts right at my center. Without warning, the orgasm increases in intensity, lashing through me, wave after wave of it. My whole body spasms over Sawyer, and somewhere in the back of my head, I know I’m moaning really loudly and mumbling incoherently, but I don’t even care. It’s so fucking good I could die happily right now. He drives into me a few more times, then tenses, holding me tightly against him as his own release forces ragged gasps of pleasure from his lips.

Out of breath, I lean forward, and he wraps his arms around me as I rest my forehead against his. “That was something,” I exhale on a small laugh, my eyes wide as I look into his, hoping his world has just been rocked as hard as mine.

He cups my cheek and stares intently at me before pressing a kiss to my lips. “You’re not kidding. I wasn’t prepared for that at all.”

I suck in a breath. “I’m on the pill.”

He shakes his head and his lips seek out the tender skin of my neck, kissing me there. “No, I just meant I didn’t think we were going to go for it at the kitchen table. I thought maybe we’d make it back to the bedroom.” He huffs out a laugh. “Not that I’m complaining. I did get tested after my last girlfriend, though, just in case you were concerned.”

“I’ve never had sex without a condom before. That was sex on a whole different level.” I rake my teeth over my lower lip. “Was it like that for you?” I’m suddenly nervous that it wasn’t.

He catches my chin with his fingers and lowers his mouth to mine again. “I love how frank you are. How uninhibited. And it was amazing. I feel like one lucky son of a bitch right now.”

Oh, thank God. I grin. “What can I say? I like sex, and I’m not

really shy about it.”

“You don’t have to apologize for it at all. I think I approve of how much you like it.”

“Sawyer?”

“Yeah?”

“You make me really happy.”

He leans in and kisses me again. “Well, that’s good. And I hope I’m about to make you a little bit happier. Let’s get cleaned up, and I’ll go grab what I brought for you. It’s out in my truck.”

My brow furrows and my head shifts back to see him better. “For me?”

He nods. “You’ll see.” He lifts me off of him, setting me on my feet. “Shower?”

Chapter 23

Hadleigh

I wince as I hand Sawyer his shirt a little while later. “Sorry. We kind of busted off a bunch of your buttons.”

He snorts. “That’s fucking awesome. I’ll sew them back on, no problem.”

I raise my brows and try to hold back a giggle at the thought of him sewing with those big hands.

“Seventh grade Home Ec. What?”

“You took a Home Ec class?”

“Well, duh. That’s where the food was. And the girls.”

I can’t help but laugh. “Young Sawyer, the hungry player. Who knew?”

He shrugs, drawing my eyes to his broad shoulders. “I think they actually all flocked around me for help. I could handle the needle and thread better than any of them could. The pots and pans, too.”

I tilt my head to the side, loving knowing this new little tidbit about him. “So, you’d help them?”

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