Page 26 of Cross Check My Heart
“Yes.”
That’s all I need. Giving into the weight of her leg pulling me into her, I push forward until I’m buried inside her. I drop my head to her shoulder as I still for a moment, letting her adjust to me and trying to not lose control.
“You feel so fucking good.” Kissing her collarbone before I push myself up needing to see her. Her head is pressed back into the mattress with an expression of pure bliss. Glancing down between us to where we’re joined, I’m mesmerized as I slowly pull out and push back in. The feeling of her clenching around my cock has my teeth grinding.
She fits around me so perfectly that going slow feels close to impossible. As I pull out of her again, I start thinking of one of my warmup routines on the ice to help keep me from exploding after three fucking pumps.
“Dom.” Tearing my gaze away from the sight of her taking me so perfectly, I look back at her face as I push into her, pulling a moan from her again. Slowly, she opens her eyes, I pause once I’m all the way in. Catching her breath, she reaches up to run her fingertips along my jaw as she smirks up at me.
“Stop holding back and fuck me like you want to.”
Fuck, that’s the hottest thing I’ve ever heard.
Chuckling lightly, I lean down to nip her ear and whisper back. “Anything for you Sunshine.” With that, my restraint snaps. I shift her leg from around my hip to my shoulder and pound into her without holding back. The sounds escaping her perfect lips is all the approval needed as I reach between us. Using my thumb to rub her clit as she nods her head. When she begins topulse around my cock, moaning my name again as she climaxes, there’s no stopping my own release.
Both of us are breathing heavily as I collapse on the bed, pulling her on top of me. Brushing her hair away from her face while holding her to me, I kiss her forehead. When I go to run a hand down her back, my hand catches on her dress that’s bunched up under her armpits, I can’t help but chuckle.
“Sorry the dress didn’t make it fully off.” Her laugh vibrates through me as she shrugs a shoulder.
“That was totally worth the dress staying on.” Tipping her head up by the chin, I gently kiss her lips as I roll us to the side. As I push myself off her to stand up, I kiss the spot below her breast again before giving her a pointed look.
“Stay right there.” She nods her head as I move toward her bathroom to get a warm washcloth. After cleaning both of us up, I help her stand and finally remove her dress.
“Do you want me to stay or leave?” Over the weekend, we had passed out wrapped up in each other’s arms after having sex. We’ve both had a long day though, so I don’t want to assume that she would be okay with me spending the night with her again.
“I’d like for you to stay. Do you have practice tomorrow?”
“I do, but not until nine.” I move around her, pushing the covers back before laying down and turning to pull her with me. I never thought of myself as a cuddler, but apparently, with Lilly, I am.
She yelps as she falls next to me, laughing as she adjusts herself to snuggle up against me. When she tilts her head back to smile at me, my breath catches for a moment.
Her hazel eyes shine as she watches me admire her. Dim freckles are scattered along her nose and cheeks, where one faint dimple is starting to show. I have a sudden urge to make her laugh as soon as possible to see if the dimple becomes moredefined. A few curls frame her face while the rest spreads out behind her on the pillow.
“You’re absolutely stunning.” I hadn’t even meant to say the words out loud, but I’m glad I did. She shakes her head, laughing lightly, “You’re high on endorphins.” Lilly goes to look away, but I bring a hand up to tuck one of the stray curls behind her ear and cup her cheek, forcing her to keep her eyes on me.
“Maybe so, but that doesn’t discredit the fact that you are fucking beautiful.” Her cheeks heat beneath my palm as I hold her gaze. When she finally nods her head in acceptance, I pull her face to mine, rewarding her with a kiss.
“Now, how tired are you, Sunshine?”
An hour and a half later, we’re both sitting up against the headboard. The TV was put on with the intention to snuggle and wind down to sleep, but it’s been nothing but background noise as we talk. There have been no awkward moments or pauses, and while we have asked the basic questions like;“what’s your favorite color?”or“what’s your favorite dessert?”We mostly talked about her career and the novel she’s writing.
Her editor sent her back ten chapters that she needs to work on tomorrow. I had asked questions about the process for publishing and how much longer she thinks it will take. The publishing world is intense, I never knew how much really went on behind the scenes to get a book onto a shelf. Not to mention the social media aspect behind it all.
While I do have accounts on the major platforms, being active on them is a whole different story.
“I bet your family is excited about your upcoming release.”
Her smile falls a bit. “They don’t actually know.”
I blink at her, my eyebrows furrowing. “Your family doesn’t know that you’re almost finished?” She shrugs, choosing to focus on the TV instead of me. When she speaks again, her voice is quieter.
“They don’t even know I’m writing a book at all. They just think I really love reading, which I do.” She shifts awkwardly, I don’t miss her glancing at me from the corner of her eye. I make sure to tread carefully when responding.
“If they don’t know you’re writing, why do they think you moved down here?” Lilly pulls her bottom lip between her teeth. Her hesitation has another question running through my mind. “Was the publishing company taking you on not the reason you moved down here?”
She sighs but shakes her head as she gives a quiet no.
“Can I ask why you moved down here then?”
