Allyson’s lips tilted up. “Then let’s get started.”
Zeke laughed. “Are you saying no more foreplay?”
“I’m saying I want you in me.” More than anything she wanted to feel him deep within her.
“I can do that. Let me go get a condom.” He started to rise. “I can’t believe I forgot them.”
“It’s okay.” Allyson sat up and put her arms around his waist. “You’ve seen my medical report. All of the tests were clear, and I’m on the pill.”
“And you’ve seen mine.” He leaned over and brushed a kiss over her lips.
He tasted salty, and that’s when she realized she was tasting herself on his lips. She bit her lower lip. This was so different from…everything.
“Come to me, my big, handsome Dom.”
“As you wish, my delightful sub.” Zeke lowered his body to hers, his cock brushing her entrance before demanding entry.
Inch by inch, Zeke pressed into her pussy and retreated.
She shivered with each inch he slipped into her. He was big, hard, and all hers. His lips covered hers.
Allyson wasn’t sure how long she could hold on. Her toes were already curling in need of release. But she wanted this to be good for Zeke.
“Get out of your head,” Zeke mumbled against her lips. “I’m doing something wrong if you’re thinking so much.”
“You’re doing everything right.” She wouldn’t let him think he wasn’t.
Her hips shifted as he pumped in and out of her. She turned her head away from his kisses, trying to catch her breath.
“You feel so good,” he whispered. “I’ve wanted to do this for a while now.”
“I’m glad you persisted.” She moaned as he shifted his hips. “I…” She couldn’t complete her thought as another climax roared through her.
Zeke thrust two more times before he shouted, and his release started. Their bodies writhed against each other until Zeke collapsed.
“Shit.” He immediately rose off her body, his cock dragging against every nerve in her pussy. “Are you okay?”
“Well, since I can hear you, I can’t be dead.” She opened her eyes—hell, when had she closed them—to see him grinning down at her.
“I hope you’re not dead.” Laughter tinged his voice as he lay down next to her on the lounger, gathering her into his arms. “Rest.”
Allyson rested her head on his chest, enjoying the feeling of his chest hair against her cheek and the beating of his heart against her ear. Maybe there was something to be said about being with the right man.
* * * *
A little over two weeks later, Allyson sat down in her office with a grin. Her relationship with Zeke was progressing, and they were learning about each other. They’d spent most of Sunday curled up on his sofa watching them.
He wasn’t happy she wouldn’t go to breakfast with his parents, but she told him it was too soon. It was. At least for her.
Allyson pushed her emotional baggage to the back of her head as her boss walked into her office.
“Hey, Wes. What’s up?”
“Morning, Allyson.” He stepped inside and pushed the door partially closed. Allyson sat up in her chair.
“What’s wrong?”
“Rudy is making one hell of a fuss this morning, and he’s gone to higher management, saying the work isn’t being distributed in a fair manner. They want me to have you two switch off some jobs.”