Page 64 of Not So Fast
“You’re doing that romance hero thing again,” she muttered into his neck as he carried her up the stairs.
It was true. Hewastrying to romance her, which was no easy task. This was the push and pull of his relationship with Mia—he wanted her to understand that however much he’d tried to keep things casual, he took it all very seriously. Itwas his nature, and she made him be true to himself. She’d wanted to take things slow and he’d done everything he could to abide by her rules. But at some point, she would have to decide if she was going to give in to her feelings the way he was giving in to his.
He set her down on his bed and immediately dispatched his pants and boxers, dropping them to the floor, while she wriggled out of her jeans. As he stood before her, blue light from the moon filtering into his room, he bared more than his body. Mia had always seen him, the man, forwhohe was, not simply forwhathe was, like much of the world did.
“I think you should do that thing I love. Our thing.” Mia wiggled against the sheets, telegraphing her impatience.
“This?” he asked, fulfilling her request by taking his cock in his hand and stroking it hard.
She nodded. “So fucking hot.”
You’re so fucking hot by just merely existing.
Watching her watching him put him in a most primal headspace. He needed to be inside hernow. He stepped to the other side of the bed and opened the bedside-table drawer. Mia rolled over and smoothed her hand over his ass, sending waves of anticipation along his spine as he struggled with the carton of condoms.
He sat on the edge of the bed and handed her the foil package. Mia raised one eyebrow and tore it open. He stretched out beside her, wanting to watch her put it on, but his eyes clamped shut the instant she touched him. That was the effect she had on him. It was like magic.
She played with him, drawing her finger up and down his stomach along the midline. He lifted his head and watched as she eyed his body, her lustrous hair tumbling over her shoulders. As the light changed in the room, it struck him that no one else could make him feel like this. It would never happen again.
He rolled to his side and kissed her, slipping his thumb into the waistband of her panties and tugging them down, but the angles were all wrong and eventually she had to shift to her back and wriggle them down herself. Then she let her knees fall open in invitation. His heart seized in his chest. He sank into her slowly, closing his eyes, feeling every inch of her as he went.
He’d spent nearly his entire life wishing and longing for certain things, mostly his driving career, but he’d never bothered to worry about love. It was always sex and it had never meant much. Not until he met Mia.
He opened his eyes to see her looking back at him, her eyes dark with want. She licked her lips and locked her legs behind him, digging her heels into his ass and her nails into his back. She kissed him into oblivion and he countered every motion of her lips and tongue, a never-ending conversation between them that was both physical and mental.
“You feel so amazing,” she murmured into his neck.
He found it hard to respond, mostly because he was smiling in the dark. “You feel like heaven,” he said.
“You say the corniest things sometimes.”
He laughed quietly. “Only you would criticize me while I’m fucking you.”
“Hey. Hey.” She flattened her hands on both sides of his face. “It’s not criticism. I love that you say sappy, nerdy things. I do.”
She lifted her head and kissed him, gathering around him, her body pulling him in even farther as they continued tomove in the rhythm they’d found. He steadied himself and focused on her as the tension in his hips built with every thrust and her sexy, begging noises told him she was close. So close. So very, very close. He could hear it in her breath. Feel it in her pull. Her hips and back rose, her head knocked forward and then fell back as she called out.
Her body clutched his, pushing him to the brink, electricity buzzing through his belly and thighs. Mia opened her eyes and raised both arms above her head, granting him an up-close view of her full and perfect breasts. She used the headboard as leverage, pushing back and bucking against him. He was a strong guy but she met him with surprising force. Heat spiked in his thighs. Every muscle pulled tight. And then the boil rolled over, pulsing out of him in steady beats. He struggled for breath, then he buckled under the weight of the release, his arms rubbery as he struggled to keep his head in the here and now. Mia pulled him close when he collapsed, digging her hands into his hair and kissing his neck while he caught his breath.
“Wow,” was all he could manage as he rolled to his back, mostly because he had a little too much going through his head.
When had he fallen for Mia? He wasn’t quite sure. He supposed it was inch by inch and then it was all at once.
“I agree. That was definitely a wow.” She settled next to him on her side, resting her head on his shoulder and smoothing her hand over his stomach.
He lazily dragged his hand up and down along the curve of her spine. “Thank you again for tonight. It meant a lot to me. To see you with my family.”
“They’re so awesome. I had the best time.”
“I hope to meet your family. I mean, your mom. When I come to Austin. We should plan a dinner.”
Mia popped up onto her elbow. “Do you have time for that? You’re always so busy during a race weekend.”
“I’ll make time.”
“Really?”
Xander sat up and turned to her. “Yes. Mia. I want to be part of your world, just like you have become part of mine. That includes meeting your mom. If you’re okay with it.”
