Page 57 of Forbidden Kisses
I entered her all the way to the hilt. Her cry split the air, but it was one of pleasure. I didn't move for almost a minute so she could get used to me, but then I couldn't hold back anymore. I thrust my hips with precision. She clasped the pillow above her head.
“Oooooh!”
I wouldn’t have believed she’d come again so fast. I didn't manage to brace myself. When her inner muscles clenched around me, I nearly came too.
Watching her lose herself to me a second time so soon was exquisite.
I wasn't going to show her any mercy. I’d make her come until she couldn’t take any more. My own orgasm pulsed through me, but I was determined to bring her over the edge a third time.
As she started to calm down, I reached into the glass and took what was left of the ice. It wasn’t much, but it was enough for what I needed. I let it slide between our bodies. Riley's eyes were open in shock as I plastered my chest to hers. The cold and hot sensation was delicious. Her skin broke into goose bumps.
I pushed myself up on my knees and put one of her ankles on my shoulder. She planted the other one on the mattress. Then I lifted her ass, putting a pillow under it. I rolled my hips forward, and she cried out.
"How is this even deeper?" she gasped.
I could feel my orgasm coiling through me already. Knowing I didn't have much time left, I pressed two fingers on her clit and moved them slowly. It was too sensitive, so I didn't want to press too hard. She came just as hard as last time.
I relished watching her come. Five seconds later, my own release took over. Pleasure ripped through me—it started in my cock but spread like wildfire.
I lowered the leg that was on my shoulder and then hunched over Riley, driving inside her like a madman. I wanted to ride this wave out completely. My vision went dark for a few seconds, and when I regained it, I realized I couldn’t make out any sounds.
Then my senses sharpened again, and I took in everything about this moment: the way my body succumbed to the climax—and toher.The way Riley opened up beautifully without holding back. I loved how her face changed and the cries coming out of her. I couldn’t do anything except move in and out of her slowly. I was unable to break our connection until I was so spent that Ilay on top of her and kissed the side of her neck. Her skin was warm and salty.
A few minutes later, we went into the master bathroom and cleaned up quickly, then climbed right back into bed.
"I love this mattress," she said. "It's soft but somehow not too soft."
"It's got a foam cushion on top," I explained.
"Oh, it's afancymattress. Better not get used to it," she mumbled, her voice heavy with sleep.
She immediately dozed off, but I didn't, so I kept watching her. I wanted to tell her many things, but no way would I wake her up. She was the first woman to spend the night in my bed, and I wouldn't mind if she got used to it. For so long, I’d denied myself this. I'd managed to convince myself that it wasn't something I needed, but I so fucking did.
I didn't need just anyone, though.
I needed Riley.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Riley
I woke up the next morning at eight thirty sharp. The problem with having the same schedule for years was that I was used to getting up even when I wanted to sleep in and enjoy a lazy Sunday with the gorgeous and sexy man next to me. To my astonishment, Duncan wasn't sleeping. He was watching me with a wry smile.
"Hey. How long have you been awake?" I asked.
"Ten minutes, give or take."
I turned onto my stomach, hugging the pillow with both hands, watching him. "So, you've been staring at me all this time?"
He twirled a strand of my hair around his finger. "I wanted to do a lot more, but you looked so peaceful, and I didn't want to wake you up."
"Well, now I'm awake, so you can do everything you want to me."
Duncan laughed. It was different than any of the laughs I’d heard from him before. It was more relaxed.
I’d felt a wall come down between us last night, and I wasn't ready to explore that. I was, however, ready for more sexy time with him. It had been amazing; the man had skills. I'd never experienced anything quite like it in bed.
"I’m wide awake. I don't even need caffeine. I know some people need it to wake up, but I don't. Especially not when I have a sexy man next to me. I think the pheromones rolling off you have an interesting side effect, because I'm usually notthischatty in the morning."
