15 Chapter 15

“Damn it!” My hands were trembling, and I couldn’t open it.

“Easy, babe. Easy,” he murmured, and he stroked my hair, grounding me.

I tore open the packet with my teeth, took out the condom, and rolled it over his cock. He hooked an arm under my thigh, opening me to his touch, and I shivered as his slicked fingers slid into me and found my prostate.

“Mark, I—”

His lips on mine cut off my words. Well, there was time. Or was I just being a coward about revealing my feelings?

“Ready, babe?” he asked against my lips.

“Yes!”

This time he had both arms under my thighs, and he raised me up. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and my legs around his hips, and I angled back so he could enter me.

Would there ever come a time when I wouldn’t enjoy the feel of his cock surging inside me, nudging past my prostate and plumbing my depths?

No. I ran my lips up the curve of his throat, nipping and sucking as I went.

Not as long as we both breathed.