Free Unexpected Romance by Asrai Devin Page B

infusing her with excitement.
    She
gripped his arms, thrusting to meet him, mindless, intent on sucking
all the pleasure from this experience. Slowly her body cooled and he
kept going. Slower this time.
    "Ah,
hell," he groaned in her ear. "Do you feel how well we fit
together? Perfect." His mouth sealed over hers.
    And
he suddenly, thrust hard, fast.
    "Tonya,"
he muttered. He grasped her ass, anchoring her hips against his body.
She felt his body shudder. His hands shook as he lifted them to
stroke her hair and her arms.
    As
she realized what had happened, her stomach roiled. What had she
done?
    He
rolled away. "Did I squash you?" he asked.
    "What?
No. Not that."
    "Why
the frown?" He stroked her cheek with the back of his hand.
    "I
don't know." She looked into his eyes. And she felt all her
fears disappear. She felt entirely calm. She smiled.
    He
smiled back. He gave her a quick peck and moved over her to get off
the bed.
    "Where
are you going?" she asked, the worry creeping back in. Was that
it? Had he fucked her and now he was leaving?
    "The,
uh, condom."
    "Oh
right, right. I thought… never mind."
    His
back was to her but she heard the smile in his voice. "You
aren't rid of me yet, Tonya."
    She
let her gaze drop to his ass. Talk about buns of steel. He turned
around and her breath caught.
    He
climbed back on the bed. "Most people prefer their real name to
nicknames."
    She
shrugged. "I started when I moved. I thought: new place, new
identity."
    "Did
you change your ways?"
    "Sure,
I become more reclusive. I know a handful of people in the entire
city, outside this house. None of them are people I can really call
up to hang out with."
    He
grinned and she gave him a sideways look.
    "I
don't like the look on your face," she said.
    "Had
I known you felt this way I would have fixed that when I was first
here. I leave in less than two weeks. But I'm sure we can get you out
of your shell."
    "I'm
fine with things how they are."
    "No,
you aren't, otherwise you wouldn't have said anything."
    "Maybe.
I'm not good at talking to people, Chris.”
    "You
do okay with me."
    "You
wouldn't leave me alone." She couldn't look away from his
beautiful face. She rested her hand on his forearm.
    "And
I won't leave you alone this time either. When I go back to B.C.,
you'll know more people than you do back home."
    "I
don't need more people. I need a few good people."
    "Well,
I'm not so good with that. But we'll try for it. I don't want to
think that you’re lonely here, when I go back to B.C. I'll
never be able to have a good time with that on my head."
    "All
right," she said.
    He
moved to kiss her, his fingers probing her swollen folds to test the
water. "We'll talk about that later. I think I've had enough
time to recover."
    "Already?"
She looked at him wide eyes. "I don't know if I have recovered."
    "Give
me ten minutes and see if I can't convince you.
    Her
pussy throbbed and she felt a bit raw. He rubbed her clit and her
head lolled. Of course, he did make a convincing argument for trying
once more.
    Her
bigger problem was going to be not falling for him. She touched her
lips to his.
    It
would be really easy to close her eyes and let herself go over the
edge.

    Chris
was on his way back to Tonya when his phone rang. It had been ten
days since their first date. Ten days of bliss. Ten days longer than
he spent with any one partner since junior high. Ten days of waiting
for the end.
    He
was near home, Corey's home that was, on the residential streets. he
thought about letting it go to voice mail and listening later.
    After
he spent twenty minutes, making her come four different ways, he'd
bury himself so deep into her, he didn't know whether he'd find a way
out again.
    He
didn't know if he'd want a way out, and that thought was scaring him
most.
    He
pulled over and fumbled for it. "Hello," he said, frowning
at the call display. This was it.
    "Chris
Boyd?"
    "Speaking."
Why couldn't they have caught him at practice?
    "Time
to pack your bags again,