King's Treasure (Oil Kings Book 3) Marie Johnston (books to read to get smarter .txt) 📖

a condom blew my damn mind, but I had a feeling it was because of the woman in my arms. There were no barriers. Her body around mine, me stroking us each to climax. She clung to me so tightly, the movement was enough to tease her clit and send her soaring into another orgasm. I managed to last until she stiffened, a long groan leaving her as her muscles spasmed around me.

My hips jerked, hardly able to move thanks to the grip she had on me with her legs, but it was enough for my crest to slam into me. The biggest orgasm I’d known threatened to take my feet out from under me.

“Fuck, Savvy.” I couldn’t get out more eloquent words. My mind was gone, too busy enjoying the rapturous wave I rode as I released inside of her. My first time coming in a woman and it was exquisite. She was exquisite.

Somehow, I stayed standing. Her head was buried in the crook of my neck and mine hung next to it. I had one hand on the damp wall and the other helping hold one of her legs.

“That was amazing,” she murmured. “I can’t believe I can orgasm that close together with you.”

Her warm body and honest words made my cock twitch. “Same.”

She lifted her head. “But you only went once.”

I jerked my hips, intense pleasure sending a rush of blood back to my dick.

Her eyes rounded. “Oh. So soon?”

“Let’s find out.” I pulled out and she dropped her legs. I spun her around and kissed across her shoulders.

“Aren’t they going to be back any minute?”

“They probably just got to town.” I nibbled her ears and caressed her damp body. We’d need another rinse off when we were done and if we were going to use the water, I’d make it worth our while.

Shivers broke out along her creamy skin. I felt them more than I saw them. My hands had free range. I wasn’t fully erect yet, but everything was happening quickly, including Savvy squirming under my touch.

“You want it again, don’t you.” I nipped her skin.

“God, yes.”

I slid my hand across her belly and down. She was still wet. She jerked at the touch to her swollen bundle of nerves. All I did was rest a fingertip on top and let her do the rest as I kissed and licked her skin. She turned her head to meet mine for a kiss.

It was an awkward angle, but I made it work. She swiveled her hips as our tongues met and danced. I used my other hand to stroke up her torso, cupping a breast, and rolling her hard nipple between my fingers, then back down.

This time took longer. She’d already climaxed twice, but neither of us wanted it to end.

When she was warmed up again, her skin flushed, and her body demanding more, I nudged her legs apart and placed myself. Her entrance was a furnace, scalding me with nothing but pleasure.

I pushed inside and took it slow. Long, solid strokes. We enjoyed each other. Her hands were splayed on the wall, her hips pushing back into me while I circled her clit as gently as possible.

“I missed you,” I said into her wet hair. I’d said it already, but she had to know. She’d left her home and I doubted she had any more cash than I did, all because of me. Because I couldn’t stay in DC with her and get over myself.

Sure, I’d had my reasons. But here, in a different country, those reasons rang hollow. She’d followed me when I couldn’t be bothered to stay.

“I dreamed of you,” she said.

I captured her mouth again. “You won’t have to anymore. I’ll be right beside you.” I pulled almost all the way out and thrust back in, loving the way her breasts bounced against my hand. “It’s a twin bed so . . .”

A giggle escaped before she let out a little gasp as my thrusts gained momentum. “Are we both going to be under the covers?”

“I don’t know.” I pounded into her, the tempo picking up at the sound of her voice. She’d been in my dreams too, but her voice made it real. It wasn’t dulled by memory or slumber. “You never did show me how quiet you could be.”

“I’ll make it work.”

“You don’t have to be quiet now.” I couldn’t last longer and neither could she.

She came with force, her cries bouncing off the tiles. She flooded my hand and my dick with her sweetness. I dropped my head and finished myself off in her slick body. Fucking amazing.

Never again. I was never masturbating in the shower again when I had a responsive wife who’d gone through so much to be with me.

I reached over and flipped the water on, angling myself to take the initial cold spray. The shock was exactly what I needed to get us both rinsed and dried off without taking her again. By the time I was dressed in my other pair of clean jeans and red flannel, I was fighting off another erection. Savvy’s bags were downstairs so I wrapped her in a towel and led her across the hall to my twin bed.

“Eris is pregnant, right?” she asked as she perched on the edge and took in the small rectangular room with its bare walls and single chest of drawers. My empty suitcase was by the chest, next to the closet door, and my laptop was under the bed.

I nodded as I finished buttoning my shirt. “They’re going to keep the baby in their room after it’s born. They keep assuring me it’ll be fine, but I think I need to find another place to stay. I can keep working here for a while, help Hector out, but . . .”

I faced her, hoping she didn’t expect me to finish. There was nothing to add. I had no clue what the hell I was going to do, but Hector and Eris needed their house for their growing family.

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