Page 37 of More Than a Hero
"Oh God," she groaned as her fingers wove through his hair, her fingernails lightly scratching his scalp.
The tiny sting only made him suck harder. As her hips undulated, he reached up with one hand and palmed a breast, gently squeezing the nipple until she cried out. Lapping her release, he buried his nose in her trimmed curls, now filled with the scent of only her.
As he kissed his way back up her body, he nuzzled underneath her breasts, then circled each nipple with his tongue before sucking deeply again, trailing kisses over her collarbone, jaw, and then finally settling on her lips.
Another groan came from deep inside her, and he knew she could taste herself from the kiss.
If this had been all she'd wanted, he had given it willingly. He could wait for his own release. She lifted her hands and wrapped her arms around his back, pulling him close until his cock was nestled between her thighs.
"That's all we have to do, sweetheart," he said. "I'll be happy if I can just curl with you in my arms as we sleep."
A smile curved her lips, and he reveled in her beauty with the moonlight barely shining on her face from between the slats and the blinds.
"That was amazing, Pete. But I want more. I want all of you with all of me."
He’d never had anyone say those words to him when they were also his exact thoughts. He wanted all of her with all of him.
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As Angie slowly drifted back to earth after experiencing the first non-self-induced orgasm she'd had in a while, she opened her eyes to find Pete's face just above her. His gaze was intense. Before he had a chance to say anything else, she pulled him closer with her legs open, hoping he would read her intentions.
His lips curved as his hips settled deep between her thighs, and the tip of his cock nudged the entrance to her sex.
It dawned on her that she didn't have any condoms. Months ago, she threw out the box she had, worried about an expiration date, considering she hadn’t had anyone in her bedroom in a long time.
As though reading her mind, he said, "I need to get a condom. I carry one in my wallet, but I don't want you to think it's because I'm always on the prowl."
Thinking of him prowling around looking for a woman to bang had her grinning. In the weeks she came to know him, that wasn't who he was. "When did you put the condom in your wallet?"
"Last week."
Her eyes jerked open. "Really?"
A slight blush rose over his face as he grinned. "I wasn't planning anything, but I was hopeful. Hopeful that at some point, we’d come to the place in our relationship where we wanted this to go further."
"I have to tell you, Pete, I’m at that place now."
He pressed his hips down, and the feel of his heavy erection made her groan. Even though she’d just had an orgasm, she desperately craved the inner friction that she knew he would provide.
He suddenly slid off her body, and she immediately wanted to cry out. But just as quickly, he snagged his pants off the floor, pulled out his wallet, and, as he returned, had a condom between his fingers. He ripped it open and rolled it over his cock, then crawled up her body.
The anticipation had her lifting her hips, but he held his body completely still.
"I want you more than anything, Angie. But you're in control."
She sighed. "To be honest, I'd love to turn control over to you." Seeing his eyes widen and his pupils dilate, she smiled. "But, I know, I’m, um… position limited right now.”
She winced, but he placed a gentle kiss on her lips. “I’ll take care of you, but I have to know what works for you right now.”
“If we’re on the bed, being on my back or my side will be the only way my knee won’t hurt."
"Babe, you have to know I'll be good. So whichever works best for you, that's what I want."
She chewed on her bottom lip and said, "Are you okay if we’re on our sides, with you behind me?" She winced and shook her head, the sudden desire to cry filling her. “God, could I sound any less sexy if I tried?”
He barked out a scoff, and she felt the rumble from his chest to hers.
"There's one thing you've got to understand, Angie. You are the most beautiful woman I’ve been with and by far, the sexiest. There’s nothing unsexy about letting your partner know what works for you. But speaking for myself, anyway that I can have you, even if we're standing on our heads, works for me."
