And I loved it.

My whole body shuddered as I wrapped an arm around his and fisted the blanket with the other. “Yes. Oh, my God . . .” I couldn’t breathe. The tension spun and spun, and I became someone else. I tossed my head back, eyes wide and unseeing as words tumbled out of my mouth. “Faster. Please. Brock, please—”

Brock cursed as he thrust hard and deep, and I shattered, coming so hard I screamed his name. Red-hot pleasure swept over me like a fire burning out of control. My back arched as he came down on me, pushing me into the bed. His hips ground into mine as he said my name over and over like a prayer and a curse. I felt him tremble as he stilled deep inside me, his body finally spasming and mingling with the aftershocks still rocking my body.

Neither of us moved for several long minutes.

I couldn’t.

My legs were jelly and my arms boneless.

Brock pressed a kiss to my shoulder and then my neck. I turned my head toward his and our lips met. The kiss was slow and heartbreakingly sweet.

“You okay?” he asked.

“I think I’m dead,” I told him, sliding my hand along his back. “Dead in a good way.”

Brock chuckled, but the laugh sounded shaky. He kissed my forehead and then eased out of me. There was a slight burn. “Be right back.”

I rolled onto my side as he walked away from the bed, toward the bathroom, and I had a very nice view. Once he disposed of the condom, he came back to the bed.

“Do you need anything?” he asked. “Water?”

I shook my head. “I’m fine.”

He stood there for a moment, simply staring at me and then he got to tugging the blankets down, which was a feat since I was practically dead weight on them and not very helpful, but he managed. He climbed in, pulled them over us as he slipped one arm under me. He hugged me closer so I was resting against his side.

Several moments passed in silence and then he said, “This is going to sound corny as hell, but I have to say it.” He paused. “It’s never been like that for me. Usually it’s just about coming, you know? Getting off. I didn’t want to let go. Wanted it to last. Never wanted that before.”

Pleased and feeling so warm, I bit my lip and then admitted, “I never asked someone to fuck me before, so it’s a first for both of us.”

Brock’s entire body shook as he laughed. “Got to tell you, when you said that, I almost lost it right there. Fun would’ve been over before we got to the good part.”

“The whole thing was a good part.”

“Yeah,” he murmured. “Yeah, it was.”