"Can I ask why you thought I was ending things?"I stare at him in puzzlement.
He plays with his can and doesn't look at me when he answers."Thought you might have met someone, someone you thought you could have a real relationship with."
"Boone?"A fuzzy feeling warms me from the inside. Heisjealous."We're only friends. I'm not ready for anything more. I mean, that's the whole point of our fling here, right?"
"Right,"he says, pressing his lips together. He sets the already empty can down.
"Do you want another?"I ask, pointing at the can.
He stands andholdshis hand out to me."What I want is you. Now that we've cleared things up, how 'bout we make up for lost time?"
Twenty-Seven
Palmer
I'mglad I went with the simple terry coverup, because it only takes him a few minutes to divest me of it on the way down the hall. We enter my bedroom and Ipushhim down on the edge of the bed, straddling him as I yank off his shirt. Iholdhis face while I plunge mytonguebetween his lips, his hungrykissesmatchingminein intensity. His growing bulge is evident between my legs, and I rock back and forth, seeking pleasure from the friction against my silk panties.
"Uhn-uhn,"he murmurs in my mouth. He stands, lifting me at the same time. It's such a turn-on to be with a man who can manhandle me like I'm a delicate doll instead of a lumbering giant. He drops me on the bed and makesquickwork of his shorts and briefs. I prop myself up on my elbows andwatchhiscockspring into action, squeezing my thighs together against a small rush of wetness.
He grunts and crawls over me."How expensive were these panties?"
"They were 5 for $25 at Victoria's Secret."
With a hard tug, he rips them off my body, and I gasp when he pushes my legs apart."Fuck, I missed your perfect little cunt, always so wet and waiting for me."
"I missed your dirty, filthy mouth,"I pant.
He waggles his brows, settling himself in my valley. With his thumbs, he spreads my swollen lips and spears me with histongue. Ipullon his hair, pressing him into me, crying out as he flicks my bud with the tip of histongue, then clamps his mouth over me. He sucks, hard, and I come off the bed with a shriek. The sensation is intense. I can't rein it in, can't control my body's spasms, can't stop chanting"Yesyesyesyesyes"while I come on histongue, his lips, the fingers he slips inside me.
But I'm not finished. I'm riding a wave that's rising up and over, and I want more, need more, before I crash down."I need you inside of me,Charlie. Right.Fucking. Now."
He starts to lean over toward the nightstand where the condoms are, but I can't wait. I don't want to wait."Charlie, now."
"Let me protect you, love."
"I'm clean,"I say."And I have an IUD."
Hestaresdown at me, his eyes dark and unfathomable, lips glistening with my honey. In a voice like smoked bourbon, he says,"I've never, not ever, gone bare before."
My breaths continue to heave out of me. Ipushaside the tingle of disappointment. It's a reckless proposition, anyway. I'm just so hot and so horny and I want to feel every inch of him when he pushes into me, feel him filling me so completely. I bite mylipand squirm beneath him.
He searches my face, dragging hisgazedown my body and then back. "Are you sure? I get tested regularly, and I'm also clear.
My lungs seize."I'm sure if you are,"I say, my voice cracked and husky.
"Fuck,Palmer,"he grinds out. He hitches my legs higher on hishipsand bends. His bellend presses against me as he slants his mouth overmineandkissesthe last of my breath out of me. He inches inside me. Every ridge draws against my walls, stoking the flames as he slides his way inside slowly. He seats himself all the way, balls resting against myass.
"I want to savor everyfuckingsecond of this,"he says."I want to live right here, like this, for the rest of my life."
His eyescloseand I'm fascinated by the fierce concentration. I'm also restless with the need to move. I circle myhips, eliciting a hiss from him. His eyes fly open and hestaresat me in wonder.
"Please,"I plead.
His jaw tightens as he withdraws all the way to the tip before slamming back into me. His heavy balls slap aganst myassand I cry out, stars dancing in my vision."Again,"I beg.
Hepullsout and thrusts back in a hard, punishing rhythm, rocking the headboard into the wall. It hurts, but hurts so good, and I don't ever want him to stopfuckingme like this. Maybe I say it out loud, but I have no control over the sounds coming out of my mouth and I have no idea if I'm even forming words. Each thrust forces them out from the depths of my soul. His animalistic grunts turn me on, and in no time, I'm a quivering, shivering mess around him as my second orgasm rocks through me.
"Fuck, I can'tholdback,"he growls.