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I spread my legs for him as if in invitation. I hadn't gone down with anyone since Rory, hadn't felt like it either, but right now? I felt like I was going to die if nothing happened soon.
"Impatient?" Tyrel murmured, lifting his head. He didn't take his hand off my cock, but stopped moving.
"Just a bit." Understatement of the year.
He grinned at me and let his fingers stray from my cock to wander over my balls and down to my hole where they teased along my rim. "Relax," he said.
I tried. I let my head fall back and closed my eyes and breathed. I even managed to keep my breathing steady until I felt something cool at my entrance. Then all bets were off. He'd put lube on his fingers, and it wasn't long before he stuck those digits inside of me. Slowly, one after the other. Fast enough to keep me from complaining, but not fast enough to keep me from rocking my hips, trying to get him deeper. I didn't care how big he was; I just wanted him.
"You look so hot like that," he whispered. "You're not saying a thing, but your body is practically begging for me."
I opened my eyes at him. "So give it what it wants." My gaze darted to his cock, which looked even more impressive now. I wasn't the only one who was signaling his needs without saying anything.
"Turn over and get on your knees."
I didn't hesitate following that command for a second. Once I'd taken position, he grabbed my hips with one hand, and with the other, he guided his hard cock into me, slowly but firmly. I breathed in deeply, feeling myself stretch around him. He stroked my back as he sank himself deeper and for a moment, it was all I could do just to keep breathing, lowering my head onto the cool sheets with my ass in the air.
When he'd fully entered me, he paused. Then he firmly gripped my hips with both of his hands, pulled out a little, and started thrusting. I almost cried out, the rush was so intense. I didn't have enough air, though. Not at the pace he was setting. It was brutal. He hadn't been kidding when he'd promised me 'intense'.
Not that I was complaining.
I dug my hands into the sheets and held on for the ride because it was amazing. Every one of his thrusts rocked me to my core, sending sparks of fire through my veins that slowly gathered into an inferno. I was pretty sure that he was going to leave finger shaped bruises on my hips, but I didn't care. Not when being bruised hurt this good.
I screwed my eyes shut and pressed myself back against him, trying to get more. Just a tiny bit more. I was so close.
And then he pulled out and stopped. But before I could complain, he flipped me over so that I was lying on my back again. His eyes were on me, gazing into mine as he entered me again with a deep sigh. The angle wasn't as good as it had been before, but the way Tyrel looked at me as he thrust into me threw gasoline onto the flames burning through my body. His movements became shallow as he leaned up to kiss me and I heard myself whimper against his lips. I wrapped my arms around his back to keep him close, opening my mouth to respond to the kiss. What we'd been doing before had been amazing, but this… Damn. This was more than just sex. We were creating life. I was sure of that now. For the first time in mylife, I had no doubt at all that I would be able to conceive. We'd have a healthy, happy baby, he and I. And I couldn't wait to meet him or her.
My thoughts were interrupted when Tyrel reached down between us to grab my cock. And when he started pumping I didn't last long at all. He bit my neck when the fire inside of me gathered up into an explosion and I hit my climax, making a noise that was somewhere between a cry and a moan.
He leaned up to thrust again and I rocked back against him as small aftershocks rolled through me until he came as well and we collapsed into a heap. Eventually he rolled onto his back and I cuddled up on his side, resting my head on his broad chest. And when he lazily ran his fingers through my hair, I let myself drift off, exhausted and utterly satisfied.
15
ADRIAN
When I woke again, Tyrel was lying behind me, my back pressed to his chest, one of his arms around my waist. He was lazily stroking my hair until I turned around to greet him with a kiss. It was probably time to go and deal with the consequences of what we'd done, but I didn't want our moment to end just yet.
"Sleep well?" he asked, a satisfied smile on his lips. He was still naked. Naked and gorgeous. If he hadn't tired me out so completely, I would have jumped him again in a heartbeat.
"You exhaust me," I told him.
"Only wanted to make good on my promise." He kissed the corner of my mouth.
"You did." I closed my eyes for another moment, wondering whether there was a new life beginning to grow in me. Maybe. I couldn't know. Not for a while yet, and that thought scared me a little. What if I'd failed again? What would I do then?
"What are you thinking about?"
"Nothing," I lied. "What happens next?"
"I'll deal with my crazy mother."
"What if I'm not pregnant?"
"Then we'll try again."
I sighed. As nice as that sounded… "You're on a deadline."
"I've told you before—let me be the one to worry about that."
