He took his time, enjoying how she moaned and writhed beneath him. His cock was so fucking hard, teasing her sex and torturing him at the same time, but that wasn’t his focus. Not yet.

He lifted his head and began to rub her nipples gently, looking into her eyes. “Come for me, sweetness. I want to see you find pleasure.”

He picked up her hand and pulled her fingers into his mouth, sucking on the digits until they were wet. “Play with yourself,” he told her. “Show me what feels good.” He dipped her other hand’s fingers into his mouth and dampened them as well.

Her cheeks flushed, but as he rolled his hips into hers, she moaned and got to work. She plucked and pulled at her nipples, her entire body trembling as she gave herself pleasure. He got off watching her, his dick throbbing as she continued her assault on the tender buds.

“Oh, God.” The words came out on a slurred moan. “So good.”

“Keep going.” His hips jerked against her sex, over and over, and if he couldn’t hold on, he was going to come like a fucking teenager who couldn’t control himself.

He didn’t know if it was his grinding against her clit that he was unable to control or the pinching and pulling of her nipples, but she uttered a slow moan and her body trembled beneath him.

“I’m coming. Oh, God, yes.” She released her hold on her nipples and grasped his shoulders, her hips lifting and thrusting against his.

He’d never seen a sexier, more beautiful sight than her coming apart, cheeks flushed, eyes fluttering closed. He waited until the shuddering stopped and she collapsed before rising and stripping off his boxers.

He came back over her, his cock hovering by her neatly trimmed sex. Then the obvious hit him. “Shit, condom.” He always used protection. It was stupid and irresponsible not to.

“I’m on the pill.” She bit down on her lower lip. “And I was at the doctor shortly before I left town.” She looked up at him with wide green eyes, asking with her gaze if he was safe.

Because she trusted his answer and that meant the choice was his. He’d never wanted to feel a woman bare around him before Faith, and the knowledge rocked him to his core.

“I’m clean.” He’d been tested for his yearly physical a few months ago and hadn’t been with anyone since.

In response, she spread her legs beneath him and her trust was humbling. Her gaze never left him as he grabbed his cock, pumping the length with his fist before positioning himself at her entrance and gliding into her with a smooth thrust.

He felt her everywhere, his entire body aware of her slick inner walls, the heat of her surrounding him, and the vulnerable way her eyes opened wide as he filled her. A heavy lump formed in his throat, and he brutally pushed it aside, doing everything he could to focus on the physical sensations and not the emotional fallout of having sex with Faith. He refused to call it making love. That thought would send him running.