“No,” I whispered, the word breaking, trying to lock against his thrusts so I could freeze us in time, keep my climax at bay, have what we had right then forever.
“Livvie?”
“No,” I whimpered. “Don’t…wanna…lose you,” I panted.
His thumb slid gently out of my ass and his hand at my neck moved in, around and down until he had it hooked at my chest.
He pulled me up as he kept powering up inside me, his lips now at my ear.
“I’m right here,” he said.
I closed my eyes.
He pulled away, turned me, dropped me to my back in the bed and grasped my hips, yanking them up and into him so he was crouched back on his knees, again inside me, taking me.
I opened my eyes and his gaze held mine.
“Right here, Livvie.”
I felt the tears rise in my eyes as I reached out, planting a hand in a slap against his abs, feeling them work as he drove into me, his gaze locked to mine.
“Nick.”
“Right here, baby.”
I threw my other hand back, pushing it against the headboard and driving myself down on him as he took me.
“Fuck,” he grunted, his face darkening.
He was close.
My hand at his abs curled in, my fingernails scoring flesh.
I was closer.
His cock rammed deep.
“Fuck,” he groaned.
“Nick,” I whispered then arched uncontrollably as my body shattered while Nick kept fucking me, doing it gripping my hips hard, yanking me to him, sighing deep, all while shooting inside me.
Simultaneous orgasm.
Beautiful.
If I was going to lose him, lose that moment, that was the perfect way for it to happen.
I was just coming down when I felt his warmth cover my torso and I realized he’d fallen into me, his face in the pillow at my side.
I put my hands to him, moving, stroking, memorizing, feeling my frame jerk lightly with the aftershocks, my lips parted, eyes closed, breath steadying.
“You’re fucking spending the night,” Nick growled into my neck.
My body had felt liquid.
At his words, it turned solid.
He lifted his head.