Her moans merged with his, and her cunt squeezed him.
All thoughts of control gone, he plunged in and out of her, a rabid beast with only one thought: to claim the woman beneath him.
Travis exploded into an orgasm so big that pins and needles surged through his limbs. From within a deep fog, he thought he heard Lily cry, “Travis,” but all he wanted was to keep coming like this forever.
He took her lips roughly, sure that he was hurting her with his savagery but unable to do anything else.
Lily took as good as he gave, thrusting her hips into his so hard that there would be bruises.
At last Travis fell against her, his heart beating an out-of-control staccato. Holding her in his arms, still nestled between her legs, he rolled over to one side. Incredibly well sated, Travis fell asleep.
Being with Travis had been so much better than any of her dreams. Lying in the crook of his arms as he breathed deep and even, Lily was tempted to let herself fall asleep with him. In his bed. In his loft.
In a perfect world he would wake her up, kissing her all over, until he slipped his huge shaft between her legs again and made love to her with agonizing slowness.
But Lily knew the time for dreaming was over. All of her dreams had already come true. She was going to have to be happy with her memories of Travis’s mouth on hers, of his hands on her br**sts, of his penis hard and perfect inside her.
Come morning light, if he woke up with her beside him, he would see the real her.
The Lily who had cellulite.
The Lily who was a size sixteen on a good non-PMS-bloat day.
If he had ignored her before, he was going to darn near erase her after he woke up.
With a minimum of movements, she slid out from beneath his arm. He reached for her, and she stilled. He smiled in his sleep, and Lily’s heart broke from simply witnessing his incredible male beauty.
She was going to have to be happy with one incredible night in the arms of a god. Especially since it was more, far more, than she had ever hoped to experience.
Sliding off the bed, she reached for The Dress, that miraculous swatch of fabric that had enabled her most impossible dream to come true, and tiptoed out of Travis’s bedroom. She took one last look around the loft, at Travis’s perfect tanned limbs on the twisted white sheet. She wanted to commit all of the details to memory.
With a quiet sigh, she turned around and put her dress back on. Not bothering to look in the mirror to fix her hair and makeup, she picked up her shoes and purse from beside the door and walked outside into the cold night air to catch a cab.
Too soon she was back in Noe Valley, letting herself into her tiny rental house. She should have showered, but she didn’t want to wash away any part of her evening with Travis. Stripping off The Dress, she reverently laid it on the back of the sofa chair in the corner of her bedroom and crawled under the covers, wishing that Travis’s warmth was pressed against her instead of her ratty old teddy bear, JuJuBee.
“Hey, Lily!” Luke got up out of their usual booth at the Fog City Diner and gave her a warm hug. “You look great,” he said, holding her at arm’s length, taking in her flushed cheeks and the “I’ve-had-great-sex”
glow that infused her very soul.
“Thanks,” she said with a blush as she slid into the booth and picked up the menu. She was dreading the moment that Luke asked her about Travis. She had nearly canceled their weekly Sunday brunch in a fit of wussiness.
Luke studied her closely. “Did you get a new haircut?”
Lily shook her head and read Bacon Cheeseburger with blue cheese again and again until the words swam in her head.
“Different makeup?”
“The same old me as always,” she insisted as she closed her menu.
“I’ve got it,” he said, pleased as punch with himself for figuring it out.
Lily smiled at her best friend, even as nerves fluttered wildly in her belly. She did her best to project a calm and unworried aura.
“You got laid,” he said, his eyes twinkling. “And based on that glow you’re wearing, he must have really been something this time.”
Alarm flashed in Lily’s eyes too quickly for her to tamp down on it. She had never been wary of discussing her sex life with Luke before, but the situation was so awkward this time that she didn’t know quite how to roll with it.
“Do you think you could say that any louder?” she asked, looking around the full restaurant.