“Truth. Have you?”
He lifted a shoulder. “Eh, maybe.”
Not the response I expected. “How could you not remember? Did you have more?” I sounded shrill. I snapped my mouth shut. When I got shrill, Flynn started to stutter.
But this time, all he did was lift the side of his mouth. “I guess if I did, they weren’t worth remembering.”
She nodded. “I get that. An empty orgasm.”
His gaze stuck on mine. “Yeah. Empty.”
A girl could take those words the wrong way. Like I’d be an empty orgasm for him, too. But the stark realization in his gaze chased those thoughts away.
My body was recovering from round two, but my goal wasn’t to get myself off. I wrapped my arms and legs around Flynn and pulled him down to me, seeking some way to deepen the connection between us. I’d wanted Flynn forever, but that was with the fervor of a young girl who’d made her crush out to be everything she’d needed him to be at the time. Today, he was just Flynn, a man who needed his bed partner to care about him. And I did, even if I couldn’t share all of me with him. We weren’t the same kids we used to be, but Flynn would always be special to me.
Our mouths met for a languid kiss, his erection pressed between us. He shifted until he stroked my wet folds. One little tweak and he’d be at my entrance. He broke our kiss to nip along my neck as he reached for the nightstand. While he took care of the condom, I ran my hands over his broad shoulders. A few scars marred his hands and wrists.
He noticed me tracing them with my fingers. “Hazards of the trade when you don’t do things right the first time.”
I loosened my legs to give him room to roll the condom on. “I like them. The rest of you is…”
He paused. “Is what?”
“Too perfect.”
His gaze swept my body where it held his. I was spread under him, completely naked and more open than I’d ever been with a guy, but I wasn’t embarrassed. No negative emotions were allowed to rain on my time with him. But there was no denying which of us ate right and got a lot of physical activity in this bed. Defined abs, firm pecs, and solid legs. He was nothing but muscle.
“See. Your body’s sick.”
The corners of his mouth kicked up. “And you were holding out on me with yours.”
“What do you mean?”
“I’ll show you.”
He placed himself and my breath caught. Don’t let me down. I couldn’t ignore that I’d fantasized about how Flynn would shame all my former lovers.
He didn’t shove in and get down to business, he fed himself inside of me, so slowly I almost started begging.
Rolling my hips up, my voice came out whiny. “Flynn.”
He jerked forward and impaled me. I closed my eyes and sighed. The only thing that had kept our first time together from sucking was how well he’d filled me. Just being seated within me, he hit so many of the right places.
The air rushed out of him and he collapsed to his forearms. “Tilly.”
Wrapping my legs back around him, I twined my arms around his neck. He slid out, then crashed back in, his ass clenching under my calves.
A whimper escaped. Shouldn’t I be too sensitive or too numb for it to feel this good already?
Another lingering slide out, then he swiveled his hips and teased his way in.
His forehead touched mine. “Tilly, you’re killing me. It’s all I can do to hold back.”
“Don’t then.” Just fuck me!
“No, I need to prove myself.” Another leisurely thrust, belied by all the desperate tension in his body. He set an unhurried pace, goading me into desperation.
“I think you’ve proved yourself enough. I need more.”
A low chuckle vibrated through his chest into mine. “I told you to let me show you what I can do.”
He claimed my mouth again as he claimed my body. His shaft stroked my desire to violent flames until I was panting at the effort of keeping up with him. A third climax built, and he hadn’t even had one.
He’d proved himself, so thoroughly.
Then what had last night been?
Before the question could burrow in, he wedged a hand between us. His finger landed on my clit. I twitched. Too much, that was too much!
But he just rested his hand there as he rode me, his tongue licking me senseless and his hips plunging into me over and over again.
I squeezed my legs and wrenched back, but his other arm was a steel band that anchored me to him.
The orgasm crested and I cried and moaned, but he didn’t ease up. I shook, my legs clamping down hard, then falling loose as I rode out the massive wave of ecstasy. My core was coiled so tight I feared I’d create a void within, then fly apart, only to collapse in on myself again. Over and over until I was dizzy with the release.
Flynn grunted and slammed into me one last time, his entire body an unyielding wall of man on top of me. He shuddered and groaned, but maintained contact, his kiss morphing from urgent to languid as his climax faded. He held my clit hostage with nothing but the pressure of his finger, but he released it and wrapped his arm around me.
I was breathing like I’d run a 5K. His chest heaved as if this round had been as profound for him as it had for me. Because Flynn had blown every freaking guy off the planet. He looked as good as he did and he could conjure an orgasm from me as deftly as Dr. Strange summoned a new realm.
Best vacation ever.
Flynn
I woke to a warm body curved into me. Tilly slept as freely as she lived life, sprawled half across me and
