Page 63 of Keeping Collette

“That was only the start. The best is yet to come,” he teased, as he moved up so that their faces were less than an inch apart and his hard cock rested against at her entrance.

When had he removed his underwear?

Not that it mattered, he was as naked as she was.

“You ready for the next part?” he asked, as he moved his hips a fraction.

The need to feel him inside her engulfed her, and she reached between them and closed her fingers around his hard length. He moaned at her touch, and she stroked him from base to tip.

He leaned into her as though he couldn’t get enough, and allowed her a couple more strokes before his hand covered hers, stilling her. “I’m so close. I need you to stop.”

With one last brush of her fingers, she shifted her hand to his ass, digging her nails into the hard flesh. “Promise me I can do more?”

“Anything you want to do, I’m here for,” he assured her, before planting his lips on hers. Their kiss was carnal. Both eager for the moment when they would be joined. She lifted her hips to encourage him to take her, but he pulled away. “Protection,” he muttered against her mouth.

Lost in her lust for Deal, she hadn’t considered protection. At one time, she’d been on the pill, but she’d been off it for a couple of years, because there hadn’t been any need for it. Perhaps it was time to go back on it, but that was a thought for another time.

“Let’s try that again,” he murmured as he notched himself at her entrance.

A wave of nervousness swept over her, it had been so long since she’d been this intimate with a man, and he’d felt so large in her hand. What if her body rejected his touch?

“I’ve got you, baby. I won’t do anything to hurt you.”

Even without saying a word, he’d picked up on her uncertainty of what they were about to do.

“I’m sorry.”

He placed a finger over her lips. “You never have to apologize. If you want to stop, we can stop. I’m not going to force you to do something you don’t want to do.”

His sweet words arrowed into her heart. He was being so considerate, and it was only because she’d allowed herself to get inside her own head that she’d froze. It hadn’t been an issue when he had his tongue between her legs.

Just remembering how he’d brought her to orgasm with his mouth was enough to sweep away any doubts. She framed his face so that she was gazing deep into his eyes. “No, I don’t want to stop. Take me, Kayce. Make me yours.”

She pulled his head down so that she initiated the kiss this time, pouring all her certainty into it. Her tongue traced his lips, and he opened for her, and began to mimic what was about to come next.

Slowly, he started to enter her, inch by inch. Her body stretching to accommodate him until he was balls deep in her. “God, that feels so good,” she moaned, and moved her hips to deepen his penetration.

“You’re so tight. You’re clutching my cock, and it’s nothing like I’ve ever felt before.”

Words were impossible after that as he began to move in earnest. His strokes long and sure. She met him thrust for thrust until the tingling started again, only more intense than before.

“More. Faster,” she managed to get out, and he answered her requests. Warmth swirled through her, and then another climax slammed into her. She cried out his name as she clutched at his shoulders.

Deal joined her a few seconds later, his shout of release echoing around the room. Small shudders rippled through them as they clung to each other.

This affirmation of life was what she needed

Chapter Thirty

Deal woke feeling hot, but his arms were full of Collette, and it was worth the discomfort.

After they’d make love the first time, he’d ordered pizza, and they’d eaten in bed while watching a Hallmark movie. The plot was light, and it had moments of humor. The movie was exactly what Collette needed.

It was the first time he’d done anything like that, and with this woman, he could do it every damn night.

He glanced at his watch and saw that it was four-thirty in the morning. He usually got up at five to meet his friends for their regular PT sessions. He’d missed so many recently, he really should go, but the thought of leaving Collette wasn’t an enjoyable one.

“You’re thinking too hard,” she mumbled against his chest before she cuddled into him more. She was practically laying on top of him, and his dick was more than happy with their current position.