The Moth and the Flame (When Rivals Play #2) - B.B. Reid Page 0,122
and veiny, he swore violently.
“I don’t have a condom,” he told me.
My frown cleared. “And I’m not on birth control,” I said like it was no big deal. Neither of us were prepared for this, but I’d be damned if I let that stop us now.
“You could get pregnant, Lou.”
“I don’t care.”
“Lou—”
“I don’t care,” I repeated, unwilling to yield. I was prepared to risk my heart, my sanity, and my future for this. For him.
When he stepped closer and pressed himself against me, the heart I was willing to put in peril, soared. I felt his cock brush against my lower lips, and my eyes drifted shut as I moaned. I was more than ready to feel all of him inside me.
But my joy quickly dissipated when he lifted me from the chair, set me on my feet, and pulled his jeans up. “We can’t,” he told me when he finally met my gaze.
“Would it really be so bad?” I cried, unable to hide my frustration.
“No, it wouldn’t be so bad—for me. You still have your whole life ahead of you.”
“With you?”
He searched my hopeful gaze, and I could see the torment in his. “If you want.”
“I want,” I told him in a tone that left no room for doubt, but he only shook his head.
“You don’t know that yet.”
“You’ve been my best friend—no, my entire world for nearly three years, Wren. There’s nothing else left to know.”
I didn’t miss the pain in his eyes before he turned away. My hand reached out to touch his back when he spoke. His voice was barely above a whisper. “There’s plenty, Lou. There’s plenty.”
He started for the door, but I rushed to intercept him. I was done letting him walk away from me.
“Then tell me now. Right here.” I pointed to the floor before stepping close enough for my breasts to brush his chest. “And when you’re done, I want you to make love to me. Condom or no condom.” Reaching up, I pulled his face down until our lips met. “There’s nothing you can tell me that would make me give you up.” I kissed him again, deeper this time. “I’ve wanted you for too long.”
“Lou—”
“Please, Wren,” I whispered desperately as I reached for his belt. “Please fuck me. I don’t care what you did.” I quickly undid his jeans, and the moment I had my hand wrapped around his thick cock, he gasped as if in pain. A second later, he yanked me up in his arms and carried me to the bed.
He laid me down, and I immediately rose onto my elbows to watch him undress. He yanked his shirt over his head first, revealing those mouthwatering abs and the chest I loved so much. And then he kicked off his shoes before shoving his pants and boxers down his legs.
He didn’t immediately come to me once he was naked, though. He just stood at the foot of the bed, staring, and I knew he was waiting for me to change my mind.
Holding his gaze, I let my shaking legs fall open instead. His gaze fell, and he sucked in a breath. In a flash, he was on top of me, kissing me hard and deep.
I wrapped my legs around his waist and ran my hands down his powerful back. His hot skin against mine was the most natural feeling in the world. We’d never been this vulnerable with each other before, but somehow, I felt whole.
He finally allowed us air, and my eyes drifted closed when he started kissing down my neck until he reached my breasts. Pulling my nipple inside his mouth, he suckled one and then the other until I was writhing.
“Lou…”
I slowly opened my eyes.
“I won’t stop once I start,” he warned.
Smiling, I dug my nails in his shoulders until he grimaced. “You better not.”
He smirked as he grabbed my hands and lifted them over my head. Holding my wrists in one hand, he guided his cock to my slick opening with the other and began pushing inside of me.
He got maybe an inch or two before my pussy rejected him. He tried to go deeper, and I cried out. I knew then that this wouldn’t be easy. He was even bigger than I thought.
“Fuck, you’re tight, Lou.” He started to pull away, and I panicked. Tightening my legs around him, I held him in place.
“Don’t.” I moaned.
“I need to open you, baby, or this is going to hurt like hell.”