Evie nodded, watching him through a set of heavy, sated eyes as he ripped open the foil square and donned the thin, protective sheath.
“This is going to go fast.” The mattress dipped beneath his weight.
“That’s okay.” She smiled up at him. “I don’t need slow.”
I just need you.
Beckett held his weight on his elbows while settling himself between her opened thighs. His eyes became fixed on hers as he reached between their bodies and lined himself up to her entrance. Then…he paused.
“This is more than just sex for me, Evie.”
A flash of vulnerability crossed over his heated gaze, and her heart melted inside her chest.
“For me, too, Beckett,” she whispered back, bringing a loving hand to one side of his ruggedly handsome face.
His whiskers tickled her palm as they moved with the man’s sweet smile. And with the very next beat of her heart?—
He thrust forward, filling her in one long, slow push. A low groan vibrated within as Beckett’s eyes nearly rolled into the back of his head.
“Jesus, you feel amazing.”
Evie’s breath caught from the sudden intrusion, and it took her body a moment to fully accommodate his larger-than-average size. He must have mistaken her momentary hesitation for something else, because the next thing she heard was?—
“You okay?”
The soft whisper of concern made her smile. “I’m better than okay.” She leaned up, giving him a soft, sweet kiss. “Much, much better.”
“Thank God.” He kissed her back.
She giggled but then…Beckett began to move.
The next several minutes passed in an impassioned blur. She took. He gave. Each thrust growing harder and faster than the ones before.
Their bodies moved in synch, as if they were two parts of a perfect whole. And as Beckett made love to her in a way no otherman had, Evie wondered how she’d survive if he ever decided to walk away.
Don’t think about that now. Just…feel.
His tongue danced with hers as his cock surged forward once again. The man’s kiss was as demanding as his powerful thrusts, and yet Evie had never felt more cherished.
“Ah, fuck…” Beckett bit out as his body pushed in and out of hers.
She could feel him growing impossibly harder and knew that he was close. Tilting her hips, she moved her body in perfect rhythm with his. And when his movements started to become jerky and uneven, she was ready to fall right along with him.
“Evie…” He panted out her name as if she were a lifeline he was desperate to reach.
I’m here, Beckett. I’ll always be here.
The presumptive thought had barely driven past her mind when the telltale signs of her second climax made their presence known. She was almost there. Just a few more seconds and…
A deep, guttural groan roared above her own cries of pleasure as they simultaneously found their release. Evie’s eyes squeezed shut as she started to come again.
She felt an overwhelming sense of primitive satisfaction rolling through her as she continued riding the waves of her orgasm until the very end. And Beckett—bless the man’s giant, selfless heart—made sure to pull every ounce of pleasure he could for them both.
Time passed in a rapturous blur as they eventually fell into an unmoving peace. Him on top of her. Her legs lazily wrapped around him.
When the electrical currents called a cease-fire and her body grew limp, Evie had the fleeting thought that she wanted the moment to last forever. But all-too-soon Beckett lifted hisheaving chest from hers and stared down into her contented gaze.
“That was…amazing.” His voice was lower and slightly rough, making him sound even sexier than normal.