Into the Stars

by Gwendolyn Field

  He goes very still. “What?”

  “It vibrates.”

  Now he jolts. “Fucking hell. My baby sister took you to a sex shop?”

  “Is that not okay?”

  He grumbles. “It’s slightly disturbing.”

  “And she’s not a baby, she’s a grown woman.”

  “Can we not talk about her anymore?”

  I laugh against his mouth, joy bubbling out of me. “I can’t believe you’re here.” I press my feet into his back so I can grind against the very hard bulge in his pants.

  His guttural sound of lust makes my head spin, and he’s turning us, throwing me onto the bed with a giant bounce. With no words, we’re both stripping off clothes as fast as we can, our breathing quickening and our mouths crashing as he takes me down to the mattress.

  The feel and smell of him is so much better than my memories. I’m starving, greedily grasping at him with hands and legs and mouth until he’s finally, finally pushing deep inside of me. We both cry out, and I swear it actually stings a little. But the pain only lasts a second before I’m wet and slick and my body is opening, forming around his length and width.

  I give his shoulder a shove, forcing him to roll to his back so I can ride him.

  “Fuuuck, Reesa.”

  I’m a wild woman on top of him, undulating and being loud with every gorgeous stroke of our bodies. Oh, my God, I can’t believe he’s here! He grips my hips in strong hands and makes me go still.

  “I don’t want to come yet,” he rumbles.

  It’s been too long for both of us. “It’s okay,” I assure him. “We can do it again.”

  “Oh, I plan to fuck you all night, woman.”

  He flips me to my back and dives straight down, filling his mouth with my slick core. I grab his head as my back arches and everything inside of me contracts before shattering. I wriggle and quake and scream my pleasure as he holds me tightly in place, not stopping until my body is jolting with sensitivity.

  When he lifts his face, the hunger I see there sets me on fire again. I pull up and go to my knees, grabbing the top of the headboard with both of my hands. My ass is pointed straight at him, and I peer over my shoulder, beckoning with my eyes.

  He takes my hips and fills me so deeply I can feel him everywhere. He pounds away, faster, faster, God help me.

  “I’m gonna come,” he says.

  I pull my body from his and turn, covering his wide head with my mouth and taking his thickness in my hand. His hands shove into my hair as he spurts into my mouth. I stroke and suck and lick until every drop is in my mouth, and then I swallow him down, peering up at him and catching his eye as I take one last lick of his slit.

  Lex shudders and collapses beside me, pulling me down to his chest. We lay there catching our breath, my hand spread on his abdomen and his fingers caressing my upper back. I can’t believe he’s here. My body and soul are euphoric.

  “You came back to me,” I whisper.

  He whispers in return, “And you waited.” Lex rolls and takes my face. “I love you, Reesa. I should have told you before I sent you off in that pod, but…”

  “You were scared. I know.” I run my fingers across his cheek, over his chin. “I love you too. So much.”

  His forehead touches me, then a soft peck of his lips.

  “I want a puppy,” I blurt. It’s been on my mind for months, but I didn’t want to bring an animal into his house without his permission.

  His burst of gorgeous laughter fills my heart as he rolls to his back, making mirth bubble out of me too.

  I poke him. “What is so funny?”

  “With your personality, I honestly thought I’d be coming home to a houseful of cats and dogs. Maybe even rabbits, fish, birds.”

  “So, is that a yes?”

  “Yes. I like dogs.”

  I nuzzle into him. “I want us to choose together.”

  “Okay, darling.”

  I lay my face on his chest, my heart near exploding. His parents call each other darling sometimes. I wasn’t so off base when I called him that on the ship, and I’ve come to understand why he felt the way he did when I used that word. He brings his arms around me, and I can hardly breathe in his huge embrace. Not that I’m complaining. After all, this is my happily ever after, and I don’t want to take a single moment for granted.

  ABOUT THE AUTHOR

  Gwendolyn Field is the alter ego pen name for a USA Today and New York Times bestselling author of young adult romance. She lives on the Chesapeake Bay in Virginia with her husband and kids. You can find her online at https://www.facebook.com/Gwendolyn-Field-170286603121602/.