Page 39 of One Merciful Moment

Boone lifted his head. "I want to taste you." His gaze dropped to the apex of her thighs, and he rubbed his lips together. "I want to watch you come as I suck on your clit."

Running her fingers over her hardened nipples, she nodded.

He undid his jeans and kicked off his shoes. When he straightened from taking off his pants, his engorged cock stood ready and waiting.

He walked her backward until her legs hit the mattress and she lowered herself to the bed. Her legs fell to the sides, making room for his body. He ran a finger along her slip, then lowered his head and lapped her lower lips. She arched against him at the thrust of his tongue in her pussy.

Running his tongue around her clit, he plunged his thumb into her entrance and slid his fingers under her ass. She bucked against his hand. The sensations he created built inside her, and she screamed out his name.

Her pussy spasmed around him, and her body trembled as she rode out her orgasm. She gasped, the air stolen from her lungs. Reaching down between her les, she ran her hand through his hair.

She gave a little tug. "Come here."

He kissed his way up her body, stopping at her breasts to lick each nipple. She shivered. All her nerves extra sensitive, her pussy convulsed, and to her surprise, her lower stomach warmed again. She found herself wanting more.

Boone braced himself on his arms and gazed down into her eyes. "I'm not done with you yet. I want you to come again. This time with me buried deep inside you."

She lowered her hands onto his hips and pulled his body to hers. He slid his cock into her slowly, and she squirmed at the pleasurable awareness of having his large size fill her completely. Nothing in the world compared to that feeling.

He thrust in and out. She grabbed his ass and encouraged him to pick up the pace. Her gaze locked onto his stormy eyes, seeing the passion play over him as he grew more excited.

His movements sped up, and she undulated beneath him, letting her clit graze his body every time their bodies came together. Pleasure swirled in her core, climbing, reaching for the euphoria she'd felt moments before.

"Oh..." She clutched his sides. Her fingers dug into his skin the harder he plunged into her pussy. "Oh."

Her body took on a life of its own, pushing against him and seeking release. Boone rubbed his pubic bone against her clit each time he buried his cock inside of her. Her mouth opened. The scream building up inside her chest burst out, and her thighs clamped down on his hips. Her body seized in an explosion of wonderful sensations.

Boone groaned and held himself deep within her body, letting her milk every drop of cum out of him. She mewed at every squirt he gave her.

Rolling, he wrapped his arms around her and cradled her to his body. A gentle breeze blew over her, cooling the moisture on her skin. She smiled and stroked his face.

"Thanks for bringing me back to the house." She struggled for air. "And for this."

He kissed the tip of her nose. "I'd do anything for you."

Emotions clogged her throat, and she wrapped her arms around him. She needed him more than anything because she was afraid of failing.

Until now, she tried to put the strangeness of Everstill to the back of her mind because she believed any day she would leave. But she wasn't going anywhere unless she could figure out how to heal the garden and heal Boone.

She met his gaze. "You know I care about you, right?"

He frowned. She sat up. Did he doubt them being together?

"Being with you." She sighed. "It's something I've never experienced in my life."

He pulled away from her and sat on the edge of the bed. She rubbed his back, but he ignored her.

"Did you hear what I said?" she asked.

"I can't do this right now." He stood.

A rat-a-tat-tat on the door startled her. She reached for her shirt.

"I need to get that." He hesitated at the door. "You should probably get dressed."

"Yeah," she mumbled, but he had already left the room.

Ashley gathered her clothes and slipped into the bathroom, closing the door softly. She turned on the faucet and splashed cool water over her face, trying to steady her breathing. Her ears rang. A dull, persistent hum that made it hard to think.