Page 23 of Head Over Wheels

‘I— Ohhhh fuck. I know,’ I managed, trailing off to a gasp when he thrust.

Clutching at his shoulders, I hung on as he pumped, his breath hitched and his expression wild. He pushed deep, frantic and rough, but he nuzzled my jaw with such tenderness.

It wasn’t supposed to be this good. I definitely shouldn’t have been thinking about LoonieDunes and the jokes and easy conversation and the way he’d patiently let me put my life back together around our training rides.

We were supposed to do the animal thing and then get over it, but I snaked my arm around his neck and pulled him close. His ragged breath in my ear was my new favourite sound, even better than his voice in my headphones, draggingme up out of a low moment by telling me how his grandma knitted him leg warmers for cycling in winter that looked like something Cyndi Lauper would have worn.

He pushed me higher and higher, bucking and losing it as though he couldn’t contain himself. My thoughts blurred, prickles of something joyful rippling over my skin, my body growing light.

He hiked up my leg, going deeper. ‘Ohhh, the way you take it, Lore,’ he groaned. ‘The way you take my cock.’

‘Need it,’ I mumbled, long past coherent thought.

‘Yeah?’ he panted. ‘You need this?’

My eyes rolled back and I arched off the mattress, whispering my answer between thrusts. ‘Yes.Yes.’

‘I’ve got you,’ he crooned, dropping his body close to mine, which dragged the base of his cock against my clit, making me whimper and moan. Two more thrusts and I splintered, the orgasm looming. ‘That’s it, Lori,’ he choked out. ‘Come for me. You’re so beautiful.’

With a flash of heat through my body and light behind my eyes, I tumbled over, hiding my face in his shoulder as I gasped for breath, as my molecules separated and re-formed, sensation ripping through me, leaving me moaning and gasping, not a bone left.

With a huff and a groan and a frantic thrust, Seb joined me, shuddering through his own orgasm as his cock jerked inside me. Coming down slowly, the spots gradually receded from my vision and I felt his deep sigh through my own body.

As awareness returned, so did my concerns. What did we do now? I was just wondering whether I should give him a push so I could get up, swipe my hair over my shoulder and march out of there, when he rolled off, collapsing onto his back next to me.

I met his gaze, which turned out to be abadidea. The light in his eyes, the lopsided smile he gave me, burned somewhere in my chest and that burn could torch my entire career, everything I’d worked for.

His smile faded and he sat up, stilling me with a hand on my shoulder when I tried to do the same.

‘Just a minute,’ he said softly. ‘Let me clean you up and then we can go.’

I froze, coolness spreading over my skin at the awkwardness of his words – at least I thought it was the awkwardness and definitely not the tenderness.

He returned with a face cloth from the bathroom. ‘Or do you want to have another shower?’

‘Let’s just go,’ I said hurriedly, making to get up, but he stopped me again.

‘Hold on,’ he said firmly. ‘This will only take a second.’

I looked anywhere but at him while he pressed the warm, damp cloth between my legs.

‘What’s the matter? No one ever cleaned up their mess with you before?’

I slapped one hand over my eyes, even as I began to relax into his ministrations. ‘No,’ I admitted quietly.

‘Well, I didn’t want you driving home with…’

I peeked through my fingers. ‘With your come dripping into my shorts?’

He choked and I sat up to wallop him on the back until he laughed and fended off my arm. He grasped my chin and my heart rate kicked up again, wondering if he was going to kiss me and a bit concerned by how much I wanted that.

But instead, he just said, ‘Friends, right? Always?’

I nodded eagerly, the promise of that statement wrapping around me like a cosy blanket in that odd moment. ‘Friends.’

Perhaps I should have taken the time to ask myself why he’d needed confirmation, his tone a little desperate. If I had, I might have realised exactly how much trouble we could end up in later, when it all came back to bite me.

6 January, 03:15

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