Page 28 of Following Their Heart

I change my angle so I’m pushing up into her, aiming for that spot at the front of her channel that’ll make her cream all over my cock.

“Take that fucking, baby. Take what I give you.”

She nods jerkily. Her fingers are talons digging into my biceps. “Kiss me,” she manages between her sharp cries.

I do. I bend over her and lap into her mouth while I jab my raw cock into her over and over. It’s the double joining that does it, that sends me over the edge.

I can’t help myself. I can’t hold back.

With a roar into her mouth, my body goes hard and hot all over, and I come like a frigging freight train. I drive home and gush my seed right at the mouth of her womb. Tremors of insane pleasure rock me as I seat myself in her as deep as I can go.

And then she’s coming too. Her body tries to bow off the bed, but I’m holding her, so she can only writhe in my arms. Her mouth opens wide, and she delivers a powerful yell right into my mouth.

I’m yelling too. I don’t know what words are coming from me, or if they’re even words at all, but the pureness of this explosion can’t be contained. It comes out in my voice and in my seed. I’m pouring everything I have into her, and it goes on for a small eternity.

Then I’m a wrung-out towel. The bed catches me as I roll off Cora and collapse in a sweaty heap. “Christ,” is all I can say.

That was…intense. I have just enough energy to turn my head on the pillow and look at Cora. Her limbs are splayed, her hair is plastered to her sweaty forehead, and she’s blinking like an owl at the curved ceiling.

I grin to myself. At least I’m not the only one wrecked.

Cora

Wow.JustWow.

I had sex with Jud. And it was incredible. And now, I can’t feel my fingers or toes. Or move. Or form a coherent thought.

I open my mouth to say something, but all that comes out is a lethargic,“Aye-aughf-ungggh.”

A rumbling chuckle makes my head loll to the side. Jud’s face is right there, right by mine. And his ice-blue gaze is gentle on me.

I smile. And then I remember the last time we were in a bed together after sharing some sexy fun. I asked him a question, and he took off on me. He just…left. And I felt so cold and alone.

I don’t want to feel that way again. Plus, if I say something to drive him away now, I’ll never find my way out of here on my own.

My smile falls. I have no idea what to say or how to act to keep that soft look on Jud’s face.

“What is it?” He lifts a hand and touches between my eyebrows, where there must be a little wrinkle. “What’s this for?”

“Nothing,” I say. “I’m good. We’re good.” I will energy into my limbs and sit up. Whoo-boy. My abs are sore. And the muscles of my outer thighs. I’m going to have to raid Doc’s ibuprofen stash tonight.

A few moments ago, I was naked and feeling good about it. Now, I feel, well, just naked. Since we’re on top of the blankets, I can’t grab anything to cover myself, so I crawl to the edge of the bed. I think my clothes got thrown to the floor.

A big arm wraps around me. Before I can blink, I’m spooned up against a hard, warm body tacky with drying sweat. Jud lifts the damp tangle of my hair and kisses the back of my neck.

I’m torn. On one hand, I want to melt into him. On the other, I’m afraid of what will happen if I say or do the wrong thing, and that fear snuffs out any lingering happy feelings I have from the pair of orgasms he gave me.

“I—uh—I mean, don’t you think we should get back to work?” I try to wiggle away from him. “There’s a lot to do.”

Jud is quiet.

Crap. I’ve upset him.

“I’m sorry. I mean—I just—”

“Relax.” His voice is calm, and his second kiss on the back of my neck is tender. “Let me hold you.” He stretches out one arm and encourages me to pillow my head on his biceps.

I blink and strain to look at him over my shoulder. His eyes are closed, and his face is totally at ease.

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