Officially Over It - Lani Lynn Vale Page 0,31

choice but to step backward in order to catch her.

The only problem was that, by doing so, I ran into the bed. Which I then fell over.

Luckily, it was soft and caught me.

Unluckily, Reggie’s forehead met mine on our way down.

She laughed as she repositioned herself over my body, her hand over her forehead.

“Sorry,” she said. “I’m just… excited.”

I could tell.

Not only was she quite exuberant, but I could feel the slickness of her sweet heat now pressed against my cock. It felt like if I just positioned myself right, I could slip…

She repositioned herself to where my cock was at her entrance.

Then without prompting, she slowly started to slip her warm, wet pussy down the length of my shaft.

She gasped, momentarily pausing with just the head inside, as she closed her eyes and shivered.

I couldn’t stop myself from smoothing my hands up and down her backside.

“Take me all the way,” I urged.

She opened her eyes.

Those aquamarine orbs had hesitation and worry in them as she slowly started to push more of me inside of her.

When she’d get to a sticking point, I’d urge her to come back upward with my hands on her ass, then I’d loosen my hold to once again let her push down.

Over and over we did this until finally I was seated as far as I could go.

My balls were tight as hell, sucked up between my legs, as I tried really hard not to come like an out of control teenager.

I’d had sexual partners before.

But this was Reggie.

My Regina.

Sex was different with her.

Sex was how it was supposed to be.

Emotions were pouring through my veins.

Indecision—was I making the right decision here?

Elation—holy shit I was finally inside of My Regina.

Lust—goddamn did she feel like everything I’d always imagined she would.

Sadness—why hadn’t I pushed this thing that I felt with Reggie and done this before today? There’d been so many years wasted.

But the prime emotion? That was definitely love.

I loved this woman.

I’d loved her for a long time.

In fact, she was the reason that I’d been celibate since Eerie.

There I was, a professional baseball player that could get absolutely anyone, and nobody but her would do.

“Move, honey,” I urged, placing my hands on the outside of her thighs, right under her hips, and urging her to move forward.

She did, leaning so that her breasts were now dragging along the expanse of my chest as she slowly worked herself up and down over the length of my shaft.

Up. Down. Up. Down.

Her eyes stayed on mine, and my heart started to pound as I read something in her eyes that I’d never been able to read before.

She wanted me.

She needed me.

And I knew that she was about to shut down. To hide that feeling.

So I blurted

out the first thing to come to my mind.

“You should take your socks off,” I teased as she settled the scratchy material up closer to my thighs.

She looked down at my face and wiggled her hips before saying, “I would, but they take some serious muscle to get on and off. They’re compression. I didn’t want to waste the time.”

I growled when she wiggled causing me to inch just a tiny bit deeper.

My cock felt like it was enfolded in the tightest, hottest piece of paradise that it’d ever had the privilege of visiting.

I wanted to bury myself inside of her and stay there until we were both old.

Her eyes gleamed as she slowly started to ride me.

Not fast and hard, but slow and annoyingly steady.

She’d raise up an inch, fall back down an inch, and it was driving me mad.

“You know how earlier,” I said on a strangled voice. “You forced me to take my clothes off and hurry up? I’m a couple of seconds away from reversing our roles.”

Meaning, I was seconds away from losing my cool and taking control and damn the consequences.

She read the truth in my eyes, because she started to speed up before all of a sudden she fell to the side, pulling off of my cock completely.

An unholy sound left my lips as I followed her over, situating myself between her thighs, and then forced my cock into her hard and fast.

She gasped, her mouth falling open wide, as surprise etched over her teasing features.

“Nathan!” she said in surprise, her hands going to my chest in reaction.

Her nails dug into my pectorals, three of her fingernails going straight into the softball that was a constant reminder of her right over my heart, her pinky going as