Page 154 of Bodyguard By Night

“No. I’m on the Pill. Inside. Inside.”

I frowned down at her. “Willow.”

“Please. It’s been so long since anyone has been inside me like that. Just you.” She gripped my ass, rocking me against her belly where I was tucked tight between us.

Sunlight striped us and her curls were twisted and jumbled against my light-colored blankets. I tucked a strand back from her sweaty face and shifted myself with my other hand.

There was no way I could deny her—or myself.

I groaned as her tight walls took me deep, clasping me with each inch I sank into her. I never looked away from her gold-green eyes, so steady on mine, until I finally was fully seated inside of her.

As I moved, they fluttered shut as a sigh gusted between us.

The pace was slow at first, both of us enamored with the first time skin to skin. She lifted her leg to curl around my hip as I levered myself up on my forearms and drove deeper and harder.

She met me stroke for stroke, her long body matching mine with an extra roll of her hips that made my eyes cross. I didn’t want this to end.

For the world to intrude in on us again.

I buried my face in her neck as I pounded into her. In the back of my mind, I worried that it was too much, too harsh, but then she wrapped herself around me, her arms and legs accepting the raging power within the passion that had sneaked up on me when I wasn’t paying attention.

It wasn’t enough.

I leaned back up on my knees and dragged her up with me, surging up into her willing body.

Her legs were long enough to take the position and she pushed down on me with each upward cant of my hips. My stomach muscles flexed and burned and my back hated me, but I still drove inside of her, chasing something unnameable.

She curled her arms around me and cried out as she went over with the friction between us. I couldn’t withstand the sweet clasp of her body or the punishing pace.

I held her waist to keep her tight to me as the burn scorched down my spine and I let go inside of her.

Mine.

Dear God, I hope I didn’t chant it out loud.

She shook around me, dragging in gulps of air. “I’m sorry. I don’t...”

“Shh.”I stroked her hair as she blew out slow breaths.

“Wow.” She pressed her cheek to my shoulder, then she yelped as I crashed back to the middle of the bed. She flipped her hair out of both of our faces. “Sir.”

“Don’t start with thesirthing again.”

She snuggled her face into my neck. “But it fits. If I was a cat, I’d purr.” She nipped at my Adam’s apple. “Maybe I just will anyway.” She made a faux meow sound against my shoulder.

I laughed as I stroked my hand down her back and hip.

“Were you going for some record or something?”

“Or something.” I kissed the top of her head.

I wasn’t sure I wanted to dive into whatthathad been. It felt a lot like I was in trouble on about fifteen fronts.

She hooked a leg over mine and stroked my chest. “We need a shower again.”

“Yep.”

“And I need to bring my camera out more often if that’s what I get.”

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