Force of Forever (All In #0.5)

Pia’s sexy-as-fuck soundtrack faded to stunned silence as sweetness flooded into his mouth. Her body contorted, arching off the bed into him. Even her breathing seemed suspended.

He indulged for a few more seconds then sat up to get a better look, satisfaction singing in his chest.

Pia was a study in satiation. His study. But the moment continued much longer than he’d expected. It was like she’d disappeared into sensation entirely.

“Pia.”

No response. She was still shuddering, lost in her own pleasure. He leaned down to kiss her lips. He was relieved to see her eyes flutter open, pupils dilating and drinking him in.

“Where’d you go?” he asked.

She blinked. “Outer space, I think.”

Matt chuckled. “Fitting, since I’m launching a space company soon.”

Her fingers brushed gently over his shoulders, nothing like the weapons she’d wielded moments earlier. “Oh, yeah. I want to hear more about that.”

“Later.”

A smirk curled her lips. He tried to kiss it away, but she trapped him with one hand on his chest and the other tangled in his hair. “You’ve been so patient. Too patient. Don’t be.”

Matt exhaled. He fit his body against hers, sliding his aching cock along her slickness. “Is that permission to fuck you?”

Pia wrapped her legs around his waist. “Permission? No. It’s an order.”

Grinning, Matt leaned over her to rummage in his nightstand for the box of condoms that surely had to be in there. It had been an eternity since he’d had a woman at his place. He found the box among papers and notebooks and random phone chargers. He shook the contents into his hand.

“Shit, fuck,merde, fuck.”

Pia snorted. “What?”

“There’s only one condom left,” Matt growled. Goddamn it, he had at least a dozen different ways he wanted to fuck Pia.

He looked at her, seething, irritated at himself for being unprepared. Her eyes were dancing. “Better make it good then,” she teased.

He exhaled, trying to calm himself. He could make this one time spectacular.

Matt sheathed himself in the sole condom and yanked Pia to him, closing the distance that had formed when he retrieved it. Smiling at her excited giggle, Matt shoved into heaven.

His jaw clenched shut. All the words he wanted to shout stuck in his throat. Pia’s tight, wet heat threatened to break his brain. Her gasp and call to God didn’t help. He found her gaze as his hands found her ass and shin. “You can handle it,” he whispered, rocking into her slowly.

“I know.”

Her smile gutted him. It shouldn’t have been this deep. Their connection should have been baser, just one-night stand, no-consequence revelry. They shouldn’t have melded body and soul. But they did. He saw what they had in her eyes. He felt their connection everywhere.

Even when he tried to fuck the fact away, harder, wilder. Even when she met him move for move. Even when he flipped her onto her knees and took her from behind because her eyes held more emotion than he was ready to feel right then.

His hands explored the skin of her back. Her throat. Her tits and stomach. So much skin. He could drown in the black waves of her hair. He fell in love with the way her body moved in rhythm with his.

Too much. She’s too much.

Still, as he started to splinter, he craved her dark eyes on his. “Look at me, Pia,” he rasped. He rubbed a rough circle on her clit to get her attention as he pounded into her from behind. She threw him a look over her shoulder and sucked air between her teeth. His stomach clenched and he started to soar. “Watch what you do to me.”

As if his words triggered her fall, Matt felt her squeezing him, felt her crash. “Fuck,” he ground out. Pia was gone, floating in space again, eyes closed and body imploding. A few moments of bliss later, Matt joined her, spilling everything he had into the tight body that had cracked his world in half.

He didn’t want to pull away. Didn’t want the moment to end. But when Pia collapsed face down on the bed, he followed. She was moaning, satisfied little noises that brought warmth to his gut. He ran a hand down her spine and to her bum, where he gave a brief squeeze.

“Good?” he asked. His voice wasn’t steady yet.