“Danielle…”
“Please. I need more. I want everything.”
The look in his eyes turned so heated I half expected it to burn me. I loved watching his control slip and knowing I was the reason for it.
His pace picked up and so did the pleasure pooling in my lower stomach. I could feel the wave building inside me, drawing me closer and closer to the edge.
With every second that passed, I got more lost in the moment, in the fog of desire and need and longing. My senses were going into overdrive, dragging me into aworld where there was nothing but us—the sound of our skin slapping against each other, the smell of our combined arousal, the salty taste of his skin under my tongue.
It was all too much, and yet I wanted more and more andmore.
The pleasure mounted inside me with his every thrust, spurred on by his grunts and frantic kisses, until it broke and I shattered into a hundred pieces.
I threw my head back against the bed and let the wave crash over me.
“You are so fucking beautiful when you come,” Hayden murmured against the shell of my ear as the orgasm continued on and on. “Do you feel how your cunt is milking my cock?”
I couldn’t answer even if I wanted to.
“Open your eyes, Danielle,” he ordered. “Look at me while I’m inside you.”
My lids felt heavy as I forced them to lift, to meet his dark eyes, which were so full of emotion and fire.
His pace picked up, his movements becoming more jerky and less controlled with every second. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.Danielle!” He went still, buried somewhere deep inside me as he came with my name on his lips. He looked like a work of art hovering above me, every line of his body and face perfect and mesmerizing as a sculpture. But he was real, and in this moment he was all mine.
Eventually he relaxed and collapsed beside me on the bed with a low moan. He slung one arm around me and tugged me into his chest, then hid his face against my neck. “You are amazing.”
“Really?”
“I think you killed me.”
A surprised laugh slipped past my lips, and I squirmed out of his grasp. He made a sound of protest but didn’t attempt to grab me again. He rolled onto his back and closed his eyes, his chest rising and falling with heavy breaths.
I took advantage of his stillness to fully appreciate the sight of him in all his naked glory. He was so beautiful, a thin layer of sweat coating his skin and beading in the hair on his chest and below his bellybutton. His black hair was damp and messy where it fell across his forehead, making him look even more sexy than normal.
“What are you staring at?” he asked without opening his eyes.
“My husband.”
He hummed, his lips curving up in a lazy smile. “Come here. I really want to hold you, but I can’t feel my arms at the moment.”
“I was that good?” I asked with a teasing lilt.
“Better. Now get your cute little butt over here.”
I rested my head on his shoulder, reveling in the scrape of his beard against my forehead as he pressed a kiss there.
Despite his claims that he couldn’t move his arms, one of them wrapped around my waist, securing me against him. And I let myself relax in his hold, a kind of peace that surpassed anything I’d ever felt outside of Heaven surrounding me.
All my life I’d been searching for this feeling ofbelonging, and for the first time I felt like I’d found it. I felt like I was home.
I woke cocoonedin Hayden’s arms. His bare chest was plastered to my back, and I could feel his breath against my neck. Sunlight streamed through the windows we’d never gotten around to covering last night, bathing us in warm light.
No small part of me wanted to snuggle deeper into Hayden’s arms and never leave this bed, but that wasn’t an option. Hayden had work, and I had promised Miles we would get together today.
My cheeks heated at the thought of seeing my best friend after what I’d done with his brother last night. Would he be able to tell? I felt like the wordsI had sexwere written across my forehead in blazing letters.
I really needed to get up and take a shower. Maybe then I’d feel like I could face Miles.
