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She was close enough, it wouldn’t take much more to send her over the edge, and he wasn’t sure he could hold on much longer, either. The angle let him bury himself inside her, over and over, fully to the hilt, rocking against her sensitive, swollen lips and clit every time.
The spasms of her pussy around his cock as she screamed in pure ecstasy were enough to set him off as well. Groaning, he buried himself deep, leaning against her folded body, shuddering as he filled the condom with his own pleasure.
They panted together as pulse after pulse of bliss rushed through him.
Slowly, her legs fell farther open and moved around his body rather than being beneath him, and he was able to lie more fully against her, his head beside hers. She whimpered, shuddering beneath him at every little movement, her clenching channel squeezing every last drop of cum from him.
Yeah, if she thought he was going to let her get away after this, she was definitely dreaming.
Chapter 19
Yasmine
Trapped under the warm, hard weight of Zeus’ body, feeling him slowly shrinking inside her, one thought wormed its way through her head. I have to get out of here.
Because the part of her that didn’t want to move, that wanted to snuggle up against him and fall asleep in his bed, was scarily strong. That’s not what one-night stands did, though. That kind of thing was the Road to Relationshipville, and Yasmine was not taking that exit.
So, she had to get out of here.
Even though she didn’t really want to move yet. Even though it felt like all her limbs had gone boneless and she was floaty and wonderful, and Zeus’ large frame was the only thing keeping her pinned down to the bed. It might have been the best sex of her life, and it hadn’t even really been kinky.
Or maybe it just felt that way because she was trying so hard to keep up some boundaries. A forbidden fruit type situation. It tasted sweeter because she knew it wasn’t going anywhere.
I should probably do it again, so I can test the theory.
“I can hear you thinking.” Zeus brushed a kiss along her jaw, propping himself up so he could look down at her. With his elbows on either side of her, he was able to stroke her hair back from her face, his fingers gliding along her skin and hairline in a way that felt far more intimate than it should. Just like everything with him. It probably was the whole forbidden fruit thing. “What are you thinking about?”
“Nothing,” she said immediately, which was so silly because she said it so quickly, it was probably obvious she’d been thinking about something. She tried to make a joke of it, to put some metaphorical distance between them and hopefully distract him. “You fucked all the thinking right out of my head.”
Rather than chuckling, he studied her expression for a long moment, his fingers brushing near her temples in a manner that made her skin tingle.
“If you say so,” he said finally.
Yeah, he totally didn’t believe her, which was fair since it was a big fat lie. He’d fucked all sorts of thoughts into her head, including thoughts that she shouldn’t be having. That she was determined not to have.
“Give me a minute. I’m going to go clean up.”
The sensation of him disengaging was disappointing. Even soft, it had been nice to have him inside her, on top of her. She’d felt safe underneath him.
Which meant she needed to get up. Right now.
Yasmine felt like groaning as she forced her body to move. Sit up. Scoot to the edge of the bed. Her limbs were all loose and tired. She wanted to fall asleep in Zeus’ bed. With Zeus curled up around her. A wall of protective muscle keeping her safe through the night. And that’s why she had to go.
She pulled the cups of her bra back over her breasts. The dampness where his mouth had covered her nipples brushed against the sensitive buds, making her insides clench all over again.
Zeus strode back into the room, unabashedly and confidently naked, and paused as he realized she was sitting on the edge of the bed, studying her with that unnerving intensity that seemed so natural for him.
“Do you need to use the bathroom?”
“No. I need to go back to Sarah’s.” Yasmine found herself yawning as she told a little white lie. She did need to use the bathroom, but she just needed to use it at Sarah’s. The longer she stayed here, the harder it was going to be to leave. Besides, she remembered, Zeus needed to go back, too. “And you need to get Tiger. He’ll be sad if you leave him alone all night.”
“I was going to go get the dogs and bring them both back here.” His voice was even. Although he obviously had planned to have her stay, he didn’t seem like he was going to get upset if she didn’t. He just seemed… thoughtful.
“No, that’s okay.” She shook her head. “Hope never settled down here, right? Plus, I don’t want to… confuse things.”
There was another long pause as he studied her, making her feel incredibly antsy. Then he walked toward her, his confident stride almost mesmerizing, making her feel like prey. She tensed, wondering if she’d been wrong to trust him when she now felt like running… then he knelt down beside her and picked up her underwear.
“Here, princess,” he said, holding the panties open for her to step into, still kneeling in place.
