Page 41 of Thirteen Years
Her thighs were starting to shake again, her pussy tightening trying to keep me inside on every stroke out. I could feel every flutter of her inner walls. It felt perfect, finally getting to feel the sensation where I longed for it, instead of just against my tongue or fingers.
“I need you to come for me, Becks,” I said, breathless, bracing a hand on the top of the headboard, gripping it, using it to thrust harder.
She arched her back under me, right on the edge. “Lucas. I …God…”
“I know, baby,” I said, reaching down with a free hand and rubbing her clit, “Come for me. One more time.”
Her hips were moving against mine, grinding. I leaned down, gently mouthing her nipple, licking at the peaked bud, before biting down.
Becks shattered again, squeezing me deeper inside of her.
I growled, slamming home a few more times before I followed her off the edge of the world.
Chapter 27
Icouldn’t feel my body. What the hell had just happened? One minute I had been pushing this man away with everything I had in me and the next, I was naked under him.
Three orgasms. THREE? I hadn’t even ever managed a real one by myself and he’d just played my body like his own personal instrument.
Holy shit. It was like he’d stepped out of the pages of one of my romance novels. Was it like this for everyone? Had I died recently? Was this Heaven?
“Becks?” Lucas’ gruff voice broke into my train of thought.
I blinked up at him, still dazed as he looked down at me worriedly, “You okay?”
“Yes,” I answered. Seemingly still incapable of any other intelligent speech. He’d apparently fucked that right out of me.
He grinned, suddenly seeming to catch on. Then started slowly withdrawing. A twinge of pain made me grimace and he paused his movements, “Fuck. Did I hurt you?” he asked.
“No, I’m ok. Just a little sore,” I assured him, shifting. I guess thirteen years without sex and having a baby did that to you. I felt like I did after I’d lost my virginity. Although this was definitely more of a memorable experience than that.
“Becks?”
Dammit. I was spiraling. “I’m fine,” I said again. “You didn’t hurt me, I promise. Everything was…great,” I said, blushing.
“Great?” he repeated again, smirking. He was laying on his side now, propped up on his elbow. His hair was disheveled from my fingers and he looked like sin with the sheet draped over his waist. Jesus. Those were definitely my fingernail marks on his arms and shoulders.
“Oh my God. Maybe I should be asking if I hurt you?” I asked, sitting up and holding the sheet to my chest.
He glanced down at himself, grinning even wider, if that were possible. “These? I may get my guy to tattoo over them. Make them permanent. Or I could just fuck you like that every day and keep them fresh.”
I had to be fire engine red.
He laughed, tilting his head back, reaching out and grabbing the back of my neck, pulling me to him, and kissing me gently.
He rested his forehead against mine and whispered, “Promise me you won’t ever talk about leaving like that again. I get a say now, Becks. You’re not alone.”
My heart hurt hearing the pain in his voice. I couldn’t believe this man cared about me this much. We’d only known each other for a little less than half a year, and here he was staking his claim like he never wanted me to leave. I didn’t know it could be like this. I regretted every time I’d ever settled before him.
“I promise,” I whispered back.
“I love you,” he breathed, staring straight into my eyes.
I looked at him, completely taken back, speechless again.
“You don’t have to say it yet. But I needed to. I needed you to know that I’m all in, Rebecca. I promised Nat earlier tonight that I wouldn’t let you go anywhere. I have come to love that little girl too. You may be used to taking care of everything and handling it on your own, but you don’t have to do that anymore. You’re not a burden. Not when people love you. I fucking hate anyone ever made you feel that way.”
I was teary-eyed now, but I nodded. He kissed my forehead, “I’m going to go run you a bath. It’ll probably help with the soreness, yeah?” he asked softly.
