He unclasps the front of my bra and cups my breast with his free hand. I’m a chesty girl, have always been a bit self-conscious of my breasts, but he lovingly kisses and teases my nipple until it’s firm and fully awake.

“Fucking hell, you’re gorgeous.” His voice is strained and rough with arousal. He releases my hand so he can move farther down my body, exploring each and every inch along the way.

He nudges his way between my legs and pulls my panties to the side. The next thing I know, stars explode behind my eyes as he covers me with his mouth and does things to me that I didn’t even know were possible.

I cry out, grip his hair, and ride the wave of orgasm flowing through me.

When I can breathe again, Keegan opens his nightstand and fetches a condom. With his eyes on mine, he tears the packet with his teeth and quickly sheathes himself. But he doesn’t fill me right away. He tips his forehead against mine and rubs our noses together.

“Are you sure this is what you want?”

“Oh, yeah.” I grin and raise my hips in invitation. “Now would be a good time.”

He goes back to kissing my neck and shoulder, then drags his knuckles over the tight nipple of my left breast. Just when I think I might spontaneously combust from the lust, he urges my knees up higher around his hips and then slowly slips inside of me.

I gasp at the size of him. He clenches his eyes shut.

“Jesus, Mary, and Joseph, you’re damn tight,” he growls.

“You’re just big,” I reply, earning a half-grin. I clench my muscles, and that grin fades as he starts to move.

“I’ll never last long, love.” He buries his face in my neck as he moves, and each time his pubis hits my clit, I see stars all over again.

“Me, either.”

“You’re too sweet. Too damn good.” He moves faster until he succumbs to his release, taking me over with him.

We’re a tangle of sweaty limbs as we try to catch our breath. I’m not sure I can move, even if I wanted to.

But Keegan finds the strength to roll to his side, taking his weight off me, and then cups my cheek gently.

“Did I hurt you?”

“No.” I kiss his palm and roll to face him. “You didn’t hurt me.”

I must have fallen asleep because the next thing I know, someone kissing my neck and shoulder wakes me.

And Lord have mercy, it feels damn good.

“Well, hello there,” I murmur and turn around to find Keegan smiling down at me.

“Good morning.”

“Morning?” I sit up and push my hair out of my face. “It’s morning?”

“Yes, ma’am. Nine a.m., in fact.”