Her cheeks flushed and she struggled with what she wanted to say. “I . . . I really want . . . um . . .”
Spreading her legs, I took myself in my hand as her eyes widened. “Tell me.”
“I want to know what it feels like to just be fucked.”
My eyes closed and my knees wobbled. Reaching down, I grabbed my wallet out of my pocket. Taking the condom out, I ripped it open and quickly put it on.
“You want to be fucked?”
With a quick nod of her head, I pulled her to the edge of the counter. “Promise me you’ll tell me if I hurt you.”
Her chest heaved as my heartbeat raced. “I promise.”
Slipping my fingers into her, we both moaned. She was so wet and ready.
Positioning myself at her entrance, I grabbed a hold of her and pushed myself in, causing her to gasp.
“Taylor—”
“I’m fine!” she called out as she placed her hands on my shoulders. “It feels so different.”
“Good different?” I asked with a wicked smile.
Nodding her head, she panted out, “Move, Jase. God, please move.”
Moving slowly at first, I relished in the feel of being inside of her. I picked up the speed, fucking her like she asked. My eyes about rolling to the back of my head. I loved making love to Taylor, but this was so raw and felt so damn good.
“Yes!” she cried out as I pulled out and pushed back in deeper. “Jase . . . oh God!”
Her legs shook as I pushed in deeper, this time feeling my own release as I moaned and called out her name.
When we both finally came down from our highs, I rested my forehead to hers.
“Holy crap. That was . . . even better . . . than . . . before,” Taylor spoke between breaths.
Laughing, I pulled back and looked at her. God, she was so beautiful. I wanted to pinch myself. Was this really happening? This morning it I couldn’t have cared less if the world had gone on without me. Now, all I wanted to do was get her moved into her place so I could start showing her how much I loved her and wanted to make her happy.
“I have to say . . . this day is certainly going to end a hell of a lot better than it started.”
The smile that spread over her face made my knees weak. “I love you, Jase. And in a strange way, I feel like everything that happened led us to this moment.”
Before I had a chance to answer her, someone knocked on her door. Looking down, my jeans were around my ankles. Laughing, Taylor pushed me out of the way as she hopped down, and quickly put her panties and sweats back on.
Pulling the condom off, I tossed it in the trash and pulled up my jeans.
“One second!” Taylor called out as she glanced over her shoulder. Giving her the thumbs up, she opened the door.
“Clark. What . . . why are you here?”
Anger instantly swept over my body as I stood in the kitchen. I wasn’t sure if I should move or not.
“Are you moving? I found out today you quit your job and I wanted to make sure it had nothing to do with me or what happened between us.”
“Um . . . no it had nothing to do with you. I quit before . . . well . . . I left before we met for dinner.”
“I see . . . well would you maybe like some help moving or can I take you to dinner?”
Walking out of the kitchen, I made my way to the front door. Slipping my arm around her waist, I could feel Taylor tense up.