Page 285 of Out of Left Field

I wanted to join her. I was so ready to join her, but there was no way I was giving in until she had her fill.

“You. Feel. So. Good,” she ground out. “But I need you. Please?”

What did that mean? “You have me.” Couldn’t she feel me? I was hammering into her like it was my job.

“Come, Ev. Come!”

It was like a command I couldn’t ignore. She demanded and immediately my body complied. My orgasm barreled through me. One thrust. Two, three. And then I was grunting and moaning just as loudly. I filled her as she kept coming, spilling inside her when I buried myself as deep as I could get, holding her to me.

When the pleasure began to fade a deep sense of pride and satisfaction washed over me and I rocked my cock just a little deeper. We were joined so perfectly, so completely.

She kept spasming and trembling, but her orgasm finally eased and she went slack against me.

I began dropping kisses on her cheek, behind her ear, down her throat. “Good, baby?”

“I’ve never. Never.” She started to lean back so I wrapped my hands around her and slowly lowered her down to the counter.

We were both sweaty and shaky, but the last thing I wanted to do was pull out. So I ran my hands over her breasts, her belly, her hips while I kept rocking my softening cock inside her.

She was just as gorgeous laid out on the counter after sex as she was during. Except now she had the telltale flush of orgasm dotting her throat, chest, and breasts. Her cheeks were also flushed and her eyes, when she could open them, were bright.

I fucked my lady senseless.

“Happy engagement to us.”

She laughed. “We can work on making babies any time if this is what it’s like. Damn.”

“Good?”

“So good. Better than ever. I’ve never come like that before.”

Damn right she hadn’t. Because the only man who would ever make her come that hard was me. And I would make it my mission to ruin her for any other man. Willa was mine.

Forever.

“You’re having very manly, broody thoughts.”

“Yes I am. I love you.”

“I love you too.” Then her fingers found her clit and started playing. “How long do you think it will take before you’re ready again?”

What the hell? “You were incoherent a minute ago.”

“And now I’m needy.”

I laughed. “You can’t be serious.”

“As a heart attack. Let’s go shower and we can discuss your thoughts on bathtub sex and what that might entail.”

She was serious.

And somehow my dick started to twitch again. Life was full of surprises. I finally pulled away and held out my hand, helping her off the counter. It took a moment to get her legs under her. Luckily there was a bench in the shower. We both needed it.

After we were clean we drew a bath. She sat in front of me while I held her close. I made her come twice and then she made me come with her mouth. We went to bed exhausted and still managed to wake up in the middle of the night desperate for more.

If this was life with Willa, if the good times were this good and the bad times were never worse than a bad day, then our life was about to be spectacular.

She began drifting off again as the first hints of morning began to brighten the sky. I was tired but couldn’t sleep. “I love you so much, Willa.”