What If You & Me (Say Everything #2) - Roni Loren Page 0,94

his residual limb and the scars.

His mouth went dry, but then Andi kissed his knee, her hands gliding over him, caressing lightly down his residual limb, tracing over skin and scars that no one but him and medical staff had touched in a year. Everything went hypersensitive, and a soft moan slipped past his lips, surprising him. His cock flexed, hardening further and aching.

He forced himself to open his eyes, bracing for what he’d find—a look of concern or disgust or worse, pity. But when his gaze landed on Andi, her eyes were on his face and her cheeks flushed, an obvious look of pleasure lighting her expression. She stroked the tender skin behind his knee and kissed up his other leg until she was back at his straining erection. She cupped his balls, making his back arch, and then she tasted the bit of liquid that had gathered on the head of his cock. She licked her lips and smiled. “Permission to use your hands now.”

All his breath whooshed out of him, and he reached for her, hungrier for her than he’d ever been. He settled her above him, straddling him, and then blindly reached out for the strip of condoms he’d put on the bedside table. He quickly rolled one on and then he was guiding her to lift up on her knees.

The sight of her above him made more than his cock ache. His chest felt like it was going to crack open with all the things he was feeling. But he focused on the moment, on having her as close as possible. She sank down slowly, taking the length of him inside her inch by inch. She was so slick and hot, so obviously turned on by what they’d done, that any niggling doubt he might have had washed away. She couldn’t fake this. This was real. She wanted him, scars and all. When he was seated deep inside her, they both sighed in relief.

His hands spanned her ribs, and he guided her into a slow, grinding motion that would hopefully drive them both wild. “You’re so fucking beautiful, Andi,” he said between breaths. “You feel so perfect.”

The words had slipped out, and she tensed, briefly losing her rhythm.

Too late, he realized he’d said something sweet. He didn’t want anything about this to remind her of the man who’d hurt her. “I’m sorry, I—”

“Shh. It’s okay.” She planted her hands on his chest, and her head dipped between her shoulders, the ends of her hair tickling his skin as she rocked over him. “I know when you say it, you mean it.”

Relief moved through him. “I do. I absolutely do.”

She lifted her head briefly to give him a ghost of a smile and then canted her hips in a way that made them both gasp with pleasure. He held her tighter, guiding her into the move again, and she made soft, needy sounds like she no longer had space left for words.

He savored the steady build of pleasure, loved the feel of her squeezing him, her body begging to come. Loved that she trusted him enough to let go with him like this. But soon, his own need was eclipsing any control he had left. He put his fingers between her legs, finding her clit and stroking as he pumped inside her. Soon, she was moving faster, her head tipped back and her small breasts bouncing with the effort. Hill couldn’t remember ever seeing a more erotic sight than Andi lost to her own pleasure.

“Come for me, Andi,” he said, the words coming out in panted breath. “Take what you need, baby.”

He slid his fingers firmly over her and buried himself deep. That was all it took. Andi cried out, her entire body going taut above him and her inner muscles gripping him and sending him over with her. His eyes fell shut, and he fucked her hard and fast, spilling into the condom and crying out so loud he could feel his vocal cords strain.

Andi kept moving as she rode the wave of aftershocks, sharp, sexy sounds falling from her lips, and then she draped herself over him, sweat-glazed and sapped. After their breathing had returned to some semblance of normal, she pressed her lips to the crook of his neck. “I hope my grumpy neighbor didn’t hear any of that and call the police.”

Hill laughed and wrapped his arm around her. “Good thing he’s not home. And last I checked, he’s not so grumpy