Page 88 of Ashes
I met him thrust for thrust when his body started trembling. Our eyes met and his charged gaze caused my stomach to tighten. He laid a foot flat on the bed, changing his position and making his cock brush against my most sensitive spot, over and over again.
“I… I…” My vision blurred as my orgasm flared in my core and shot through me.
The noise that came out of me was one I didn’t recognize.
Jamal’s mouth suddenly slanted over mine as hesuccumbed to his own orgasm. I felt warmth spill into me as he continued to thrust for what felt like hours. We were coming together and the blissful feeling catapulted me into another dimension of euphoria.
Wave after wave until his hips slowed. “Just fucking beautiful,” he said and placed a gentle kiss to my temple. He dropped his elbows on each side of my head, caging me with his arms. He searched my gaze. “Are you okay?” he asked softly, still inside me.
“I just had the most amazing experience of my life. I think I’m more than okay.”
He laughed softly, pressing a kiss to my nose this time. “That makes two of us.”
I never thought I’d see this side of my husband.
Sweet, gentle,caring. And I liked it. I loved it, actually.
Carefully, he removed himself from inside me and pulled me into his lap, rubbing my back gently and running his fingers through my hair. Our heaving chests eventually slowed and the room grew quieter, a blissful atmosphere enveloping us.
“Let’s get you cleaned up,” he said with a small smile.
Too spent to walk, Jamal carried me into his bathroom and gently placed me on the counter. Then he ran the shower warm before helping me step inside. He stood right behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist as the water trickled down on us.
I sighed in contentment, relishing in the moment. I was… happy. And I don’t think I’d felt that in a long time.
I never craved someone’s company, never wanted to share my life with someone, but the more time I spent with him, the more I could see myself wanting that with him.
And that thought scared me more than anything else.
Jamal held me for a long time before we finally showered as we intended to in the first place. He spent his time delicately washing my body, giving particular attention between my legs.
We eventually came out and changed into new clothes. I was slipping into one of his shirts and a pair of sweatpants that he’d given me, rolling the hem twice to avoid it dragging on the floor since he was significantly taller than me.
I turned around when I heard him come out of his closet. He’d changed into a pair of dark navy flannel bottoms and a white long-sleeved shirt that clung snugly against his broad frame.
I bit against a smile, containing a chuckle.
“What’s wrong?” he asked, one brow arching up.
“Nothing, you just look…” My eyes roamed over his body, taking him in. “Very relaxed.”
His brows furrowed. “I’m always relaxed.”
I let out a laugh. “If you say so.”
He walked over to me and pressed his lips to mine. “Come on, smart-ass. Let’s get you some food.”
We left his room and headed for the kitchen. As I reached the bottom of the stairs, he unexpectedly gave my right cheek a slap.
I whipped around. “Jamal,” I warned in a hushed tone, laughing.
He gave me a smile, his eyes lighting up, but his expression sobered up when he looked behind me. I turned around, only to find Kai and Valentina standing in the kitchen, a surprised look on both of their faces. Valentina’s cup was paused midway to her mouth while Kai was biting into a fluffy pastry.
My body warmed, a flush creeping up my neck as they both looked back and forth between Jamal and me, a knowing expression replacing their previous surprise.
Fuck, did they… hear us? Hear me screaming.
I rolled my lips between my teeth and cleared my throat as I stepped into the kitchen, Jamal right behind me. “Um, hi.”
