catch her breath, until the rest of the world ceased to exist. In that moment, he became everything that mattered. She let her head fall back.
Let go. Don’t hold back, not with me.
Her heart pounded, her muscles tightening around him and pleasure swamping her until she allowed the air into her inactive vocal chords. She moaned, working her hips into him faster as she finally freed herself completely.
“Yes!”
His grip on her leg tightened, and he erupted inside her. She collapsed onto his chest, their bodies still connected as she struggled to catch her breath. Sweat beaded on her forehead, but she was too spent to wipe it away. She’d been with a few men in her life, but sex had never been this intense, or intimate. Not even remotely.
And she’d known all those men much better than she knew Colin.
I don’t even know your last name.
To be fair, angel… He leaned up to kiss her forehead. You have not told me yours, either.
She smiled without lifting her head. No one had ever referred to her by a pet name. Bartley called her Juli, but that was different.
She kissed his chest. Duffy. Juliana Duffy.
Colin Flynn. Great to meet you.
She laughed without censuring herself, allowing it to bubble past her lips. Colin ran his hand up her back. It was a miraculous gift to be able to communicate again. No need for her pad and pen. Over the years, she’d had a couple of friends who knew sign language, but they’d been few and far between so her signing skills were rusty. Being with Colin, hearing him, it changed everything.
Look at me.
She lifted her head. The sight of his smile stole her breath. He’d arrived at her cottage tonight a different man. There was no trace of the bitterness and suffering now.
You have a beautiful voice, and hearing you laugh is a gift.
Losing herself in his eyes, she swallowed a lump of emotion and spoke. “Colin.”
He lifted his head and kissed her lips tenderly. She hummed into the kiss, enjoying the freedom of letting her guard down. His body tightened as he sat up, taking her with him. He pulsed deep inside of her, warming her all over. She started to wrap her legs around his waist when her brain kicked in. Suddenly she froze.
Condoms. I got so caught up, I forgot. I… She moved out of his arms, separating their bodies, while she mentally berated herself for thinking with the wrong body part.
A little late for that now , he said in her mind as she hustled through her bedroom. She turned on the bathroom light and opened the medicine cabinet. I think I have a box. I hope they’re still good. Do condoms go bad?
Colin appeared in the doorway just as she lifted the lid on the box. I cannot make you pregnant.
She turned, foil packet in hand. There are worse things than getting pregnant.
He raised a brow. You think I have a disease?
I didn’t say that, but I already did something I never dreamed I’d do when I slept with a man before I knew his last name. She smiled holding the condom package out to him. I think I’ve taken enough chances for one night. She paused and then shot him a sexy smile. Ready for round two?
Colin stared at the foil packet in her hand. He’d never in his long existence used a condom. He understood how they worked. In theory.
Taking it from her, he followed her to the bed. Juliana’s dark-red hair spilled over the white pillowcases like fire as she lay down, smiling up at him.
She gave him no choice.
He tore open the foil and fumbled with the rubber ring. She sat up, taking it from him. Let me help you.
Her fingers stroked his length until he pulsed with desire again. She looked up at him from beneath her lashes as she slipped the condom in place, making the nuisance into a sensual tease. He lay over her, sinking back into the warmth of her body. He loathed having the thin barrier between them, but he pushed aside the thought and concentrated on memorizing the sexy curves of her body while fighting to keep his thirst at bay.
Every
Let go. Don’t hold back, not with me.
Her heart pounded, her muscles tightening around him and pleasure swamping her until she allowed the air into her inactive vocal chords. She moaned, working her hips into him faster as she finally freed herself completely.
“Yes!”
His grip on her leg tightened, and he erupted inside her. She collapsed onto his chest, their bodies still connected as she struggled to catch her breath. Sweat beaded on her forehead, but she was too spent to wipe it away. She’d been with a few men in her life, but sex had never been this intense, or intimate. Not even remotely.
And she’d known all those men much better than she knew Colin.
I don’t even know your last name.
To be fair, angel… He leaned up to kiss her forehead. You have not told me yours, either.
She smiled without lifting her head. No one had ever referred to her by a pet name. Bartley called her Juli, but that was different.
She kissed his chest. Duffy. Juliana Duffy.
Colin Flynn. Great to meet you.
She laughed without censuring herself, allowing it to bubble past her lips. Colin ran his hand up her back. It was a miraculous gift to be able to communicate again. No need for her pad and pen. Over the years, she’d had a couple of friends who knew sign language, but they’d been few and far between so her signing skills were rusty. Being with Colin, hearing him, it changed everything.
Look at me.
She lifted her head. The sight of his smile stole her breath. He’d arrived at her cottage tonight a different man. There was no trace of the bitterness and suffering now.
You have a beautiful voice, and hearing you laugh is a gift.
Losing herself in his eyes, she swallowed a lump of emotion and spoke. “Colin.”
He lifted his head and kissed her lips tenderly. She hummed into the kiss, enjoying the freedom of letting her guard down. His body tightened as he sat up, taking her with him. He pulsed deep inside of her, warming her all over. She started to wrap her legs around his waist when her brain kicked in. Suddenly she froze.
Condoms. I got so caught up, I forgot. I… She moved out of his arms, separating their bodies, while she mentally berated herself for thinking with the wrong body part.
A little late for that now , he said in her mind as she hustled through her bedroom. She turned on the bathroom light and opened the medicine cabinet. I think I have a box. I hope they’re still good. Do condoms go bad?
Colin appeared in the doorway just as she lifted the lid on the box. I cannot make you pregnant.
She turned, foil packet in hand. There are worse things than getting pregnant.
He raised a brow. You think I have a disease?
I didn’t say that, but I already did something I never dreamed I’d do when I slept with a man before I knew his last name. She smiled holding the condom package out to him. I think I’ve taken enough chances for one night. She paused and then shot him a sexy smile. Ready for round two?
Colin stared at the foil packet in her hand. He’d never in his long existence used a condom. He understood how they worked. In theory.
Taking it from her, he followed her to the bed. Juliana’s dark-red hair spilled over the white pillowcases like fire as she lay down, smiling up at him.
She gave him no choice.
He tore open the foil and fumbled with the rubber ring. She sat up, taking it from him. Let me help you.
Her fingers stroked his length until he pulsed with desire again. She looked up at him from beneath her lashes as she slipped the condom in place, making the nuisance into a sensual tease. He lay over her, sinking back into the warmth of her body. He loathed having the thin barrier between them, but he pushed aside the thought and concentrated on memorizing the sexy curves of her body while fighting to keep his thirst at bay.
Every
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