Page 34 of Consequences

Kissing her neck, he moans when she reaches down to stroke him, both of them unrelenting as they get their first taste of being together.

“Slow down,” he murmurs against her skin when she grips him harder and increases her pace.

Giggling, she does as requested, but her giggles quickly change back into moans. Her hips rock against his hand, and her heels dig into his ass as she begins to pant before she comes. Hisfingers are slick with her juices, and he doesn’t think he’ll last long inside her.

It’s a dream come true to finally be with Shannon, and he slowly strips her out of her T-shirt and shorts before moving to match her. Guiding her onto her back, he teases her by rubbing himself between her legs, loving the feel of her swollen lips around his tip. She jolts when he rubs it against her clit, and he can’t help but smirk.

Fully naked and willing beneath him, he gazes over her body before sucking a hard nipple into his mouth as he caresses the other tit. Her moaning stops as his name comes from between her lips, and his heart sinks.

“Yeah?” Beckett shifts to look into her eyes, and he swallows as her body trembles beneath him. “We can stop.”

“No,” Shannon says and shakes her head. “It’s just…”

He cups her face and refuses to break eye contact. “Whatever it is, you can tell me.”

“I’m not proud of my past, okay?”

“That doesn’t bother me.”

It’s a lie. Her past does bother him, but not for the reason she’d think. It bothers him because she didn’t have to go through all of this. All she had to do was talk to his parents, and word would have gotten to him. He would’ve set her up and taken care of her.

“It should. It bothers me, and it’s been a really long time since I’ve been with someone who cares about more than just getting off. At least, I hope that’s what this is.”

He strokes her cheek with his thumb. “That’s what this is. But what are you trying to say, Shan?”

“I’ve been fucked. Many times. But I’ve never had anyone make love to me before.”

“You’re in luck,” he says and gently touches his lips to hers for a quick peck. “That’s kind of my specialty.”

A relieved sigh escapes her, and she kisses him. “I’m putty in your hands, Beckett Cohen.”

“They’re very capable hands, I assure you.”

Shifting to press against her entrance, he kisses her neck and slowly enters her. His goal is to let her feel every inch of him, and when he looks at her, she stares at him in amazement.

That’s the moment it all changes for Beckett. This no longer is about him or what he wants. It’s about Shannon and showing her what it means to be in the arms of someone who loves her. This is about her and only her right now.

Sliding his arms under hers, he rests his forearms on either side of her as he rubs their bodies together. While his hips thrust in long, even strokes, he keeps tabs on her body. He looks for any sign she does or doesn’t like something to know when and how to change things up. This needs to be the best sex she’s ever had.

“Oh, Beckett,” she moans when he rotates his hips. “That feels so good.”

He moves and hooks an arm under her leg, lifting it up to give himself access to even more of her. His right leg slides up to help brace him as his pelvis rubs her clit with every thrust.

She feels so damn good, and it takes every ounce of willpower he has to hold back his release. Coming before her tonight is not an option, and he says a silent prayer when she claws at his arms.

“Oh!” she cries out as her pussy vibrates around him. Her back arches, causing her head to disappear into the pillows, and she almost screams. “Oh, yes!”

Picking up his speed, Beckett realizes a second too late that he never grabbed any protection. Not until he cries out, “Ah!” His body makes small thrusts as he fills her and follows it with, “Shit.”

“What?” Shannon asks, her back laying flat on the bed again. “That was amazing.”

Resting his head on her chest, he remains where he is as he tries to explain his mistake. He hopes she won’t freak out.

“I didn’t grab anything. I got caught up, and you felt too damn good. There wasn’t time to pull out, either.”

Beckett slides out of her and dares to look at her as he lies next to her on the full-sized bed. She doesn’t look horrified, which feels like a win if nothing else.

Laying her head on his chest, she cuddles against him. “I’m covered. I have an implant. I also always use condoms, and I get tested every month at the free clinic.”

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