Page 103 of Putting Out
“I could do this forever, “ Luke whispered. “Spend the rest of my life making love to you in a T-shirt.”
But soon she was arching her hips higher against his and the circles on his back were teasing him into a frenzy. Shifting his weight to his knees, he used his free hands to cup her breasts over the cotton and then when that didn’t satisfy him, he pushed the shirt up and over her head.
“The rules,” she gasped.
“Screw the rules.” He tossed off his shirt and threw it to the floor. Still connected to her, he bent over her body first to kiss her lips. Then her chin. Then her neck. God, he’d forgotten how soft her neck was and how much she loved the feel of his mouth
pressed just below her ear. She whimpered and he reveled in it.
He loved that he knew her body. He loved that he knew each spot on her skin that was sure to drive her wild. He loved that they were here, in his house, in his bed, now with nothing between them and him deep inside her body. Together, not just physically but emotionally.
The smell of her. The feel of her around him, squeezing him inside and out. The flush of scarlet on her skin rising up over her breasts and neck and cheeks. The sounds Reilly made, only Reilly, when she was close to the edge of satisfaction. Sounds he knew were for him and him alone. Luke felt something inside of him clench so tight he thought if he didn’t act he might be blown apart from the inside.
“Reilly,” he groaned, hearing how raw his voice sounded. “Hold on.”
“Luke?”
“Don’t let me hurt you,” he told her just before he snapped his hips and felt a surge of energy flow between their bodies. He pushed against her again and again, pulling himself back until he nearly came out of her so he could thrust back inside so deeply he thought they would never again be separated. He pounded into her like a mindless animal and never once thought of holding himself back. Of holding anything back.
He came hard and fast but the explosion of orgasm seemed incidental to the bigger picture. He’d given himself to her in a way he never had before and he’d taken more from her than he’d ever thought she would be willing to give.
Falling on top of her without any pretense of trying to spare her his weight, he let the feeling of warm contentment and sexual satisfaction slide over him in a nice long wave.
“Please tell me you came,” Luke mumbled against her ear. “I sort of wasn’t paying attention there at the end.”
“I did,” she breathed back. “But it was a pretty close thing. You might have to work on your timing in the future.”
Luke lifted himself onto his elbows and smiled lazily. “The future. Sounds good.”
She raised a hand to cup his cheek. “It does sound good. So what do you think? Did we achieve normalcy?”
“I don’t know. It got a little out of control there at the end. We might have to do it again and this time tone it down a bit.”
He pushed his hips against hers and caught the gasp of sensation with his lips. He thought he’d been teasing her with the move but he felt a jolt of energy in his sex that belied his age. Testing the waters he flexed his hips again and then again.
“Wow! Youaretrying to impress me,” Reilly teased, even as she tilted her hips to give him deeper access to her body.“You think I’ll decide to live with you on the premise that you can keep me satisfied sexually?”
“I’m counting on it. You better hang on,” Luke growled. “I think it’s going be a long night.”
And it was.
