Dirty (34 page)

He nuzzled me for a second before kissing my throbbing clit. He moved up my body to bury his face in my neck, his hand on my heart. I put my hand over his, our fingers laced.

His body radiated heat. His erection pressed my thigh, and I reached between us to stroke him wherever I could reach. His sigh was muffled on my neck, but he didn’t otherwise move.

“Dan,” I whispered. “You want to make love to me.”

He looked up then, his familiar smile speeding up my heart again though it had just started to slow. “You want me to make love to you.”

“I do.”

He kissed me. I was already so wet he slid inside too fast, stabbing me. We both winced, but I held him tight and didn’t let him pull out. I hooked my heels around his calves and put my hands on his rear, cementing him to me.

“Make love to me, Dan.”

He did, with slow, leisurely thrusts. In. Out. The shift and lift of our hips matched the way our breaths had joined earlier. Give and take. Advance and retreat.

He bent to kiss my mouth, then covered me with his body to kiss my neck. He anchored me with his mouth, his hands, his cock. Sweat slicked our bodies. I embraced him with my arms and cunt. We were aligned.

His breath became ragged. He added a twist to every thrust that ground his pelvis against my still sensitive clit. The pressure made me gasp aloud, at first in apprehension at imagined discomfort but soon enough with arousal. Thrust. Twist. I arched my back to meet his thrusts and grind myself harder against him.

He moved faster. His teeth found my shoulder. I gripped his ass and pulled him against me harder. Faster, but not rougher. Still smooth. He pumped in and out of me.

I went over the edge again in slow, cascading ripples. I clutched his shoulder blades, as the muscles of his back tensed. He shuddered, and we came together with low gasping cries and wordless murmurs of joy.

Later, in the dark, he held me close and stroked my hair. The scent of sex covered us, and the sheets stayed damp beneath us, but we didn’t get up. We lay in the dark and held each other, saying nothing and needing nothing to say.

After

W
e didn’t run through fields of flowers, hand in hand. No music played when we kissed. No house landed on my mother. I didn’t let go of everything all at once and become some bright and shining example to prove all it takes is a knight with a hammer to break the glass tower. Life doesn’t work that way. We tried, though, as we still try, every day, to make this work. To be honest and faithful to each other. To listen. To look ahead to things that lie before us instead of always staring behind at what we’ve left behind. I don’t know what the future brings.

All I know with utter certainty is this. Dan tamed me. We need each other.

He has become unique to me in all the world.

DIRTY

ISBN: 978-1-55254-796-0

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