“Two and a half!” He didn’t add another finger to the count.
Tessa looked flustered, and he knew he was going to have to wait, but the tutoring would be worth it.
He took both his hands and grasped her hips. “Guide me in, slowly lower yourself down,” he rasped desperately, pushing her hips down as he flexed his groin upward.
A powerful groan left his mouth as he felt her muscles tightening around him. He went deeper . . . and then deeper still.
“Three!” he said with immense relief and intense satisfaction as her slick muscles engulfed him completely, and he was buried inside her to the root of his dick, exactly where he needed to be.
He was already damp with sweat, his control on a hair trigger. “Ride me, baby,” he commanded. “Now!”
“How?” she asked uncertainly as she ground down with her hips experimentally. “God, you feel so deep like this.”
Micah fucking loved that, going deep, and he did feel completely consumed. “Any way you want to. Just move.”
He was starting to sweat bullets as he ached for release. But he wasn’t coming before she did. Ladies always came first.
“Are you my horse?” she asked with a sultry smile. “I’m starting to feel like a cowgirl.”
“I’m whatever the hell you want me to be,” he confessed hoarsely as he held her hips tightly and withdrew, then thrust back up.
“Oh,” she murmured, her head falling back as a sexy moan escaped from her mouth.
“I’ve never ridden a horse,” she admitted as she panted, her hands moving to her breasts, tweaking her nipples as she lifted her hips and slammed back down onto his cock.
“Yeah, sweetheart. Take your pleasure,” Micah encouraged, even though he knew she couldn’t see his words. He was caught up in the moment, watching the sensual creature on top of him with a combination of awe and carnal lust.
She moved gracefully, her body catching the motion of his upward thrusts, meeting his over and over until she fell into a furious rhythm that was driving him to the point of madness. His balls tightened, his body clamoring for release, but he held back as much as he could, watching completely enthralled as Tessa’s hands pleasured her breasts, moaning with every collision of their groins, looking lost in her own desires.
“So good, Micah. It feels so good.” Her head fell forward again, her long curls covering her face as she finally stopped torturing her nipples and rested her hands on his shoulders. “I need to come so bad.”
Micah’s heart and hand responded to her desire. Without stopped his punishing strokes upward, he pressed a hand between their bodies and found her clit, stroking over the slick nub with the force he knew she wanted right now.
“Oh, God. Yes. Please,” she whimpered.
He felt her body begin to tighten, her muscles starting to wrap around his cock like a well-fitting glove.
He swiped the hair from her face, flipping it carelessly backward so he could see her.
Her expression was the mixture of agony and ecstasy that was always present when she was on the verge of climax, and her scream of pleasure was his undoing.
“Micah!”
The sound of his name on her lips as she crested sent him over the edge. He thrust up hard, letting her milk him of his own orgasm, and he groaned helplessly as his hands went to her ass. He gripped it hard as he exploded inside her with a force that rocked his entire world.
She collapsed on top of him, completely spent, and he savored the contact of their damp bodies skin-to-skin. He stroked her hair as she panted and laid her head on his still-heaving chest.
Mine! This woman is my other half, the part of me that’s always been missing.
Maybe he’d thought Beatrice was more than a little bit crazy, but of all the women in the world, she had figured out the one who fit him just right, found the woman who would make him whole.
It just so happened that Micah had that very woman sprawled across his body right now, and there was no place he’d rather be than beneath her, cradling her body against his. His mind, soul, and body were completely at peace.
Tessa stirred and started to separate them. “I’m heavy,” she murmured.
He turned her face to his as he said, “Stay and kiss me.”
She frowned at him, but she didn’t move. “Still bossy? I thought I was the boss right now.”
Tessa had no idea that she was his Achilles’ heel, his greatest weakness, yet still his greatest source of strength. It was an uncomfortable position to be in, but he was getting used to it. Hell, he’d give her anything she wanted if she’d just fucking kiss him. “Do it,” he said huskily.
She smiled at him as she lowered her head a little. “Okay. But only because I want to.”
Micah closed his eyes as he felt the warmth of her breath on his lips, and his heart began to pound against the wall of his chest as she gave him the sweetest kiss he’d ever had.
“Okay?” she asked as she pulled back.
“Yeah.” He nodded, pulling her back against him.
What am I going to do with her? What’s going to happen if I can’t convince her that we can make this work forever?
He listened to her breathing slow as she fell asleep, his eyes closing as his arms tightened around her body protectively.
As he drifted into sleep, Micah realized there were no “ifs” for him, no pondering failure. He needed Tessa like he needed his next breath. Failure wasn’t an option.
For the first time in his life, he’d found the woman he couldn’t live without, and he had no intention of letting her go.