Free Momentum by Cassandra Carr

confident he could help her see what a gorgeous girl she was.
    “I want to make love to you.”
    “Make love?” Her nose wrinkled and he grinned.
    “Yes. Make love.” He smoothed over the wrinkles and said, “Didn’t we go over this?”
    “Well, yeah. But, I mean, we’re not in love.”
    Marco laughed. “No, but to me it’s still making love. I told you that.”
    “Uh-huh…”
    “Can I make love to you, tesora ? I want you so much.”
    “I want you too. God help me, I really want this.”
    He reached out to the nightstand for a condom. “Are you ready for me?”
    “As much as I’ll ever be.”
    Marco smiled and rolled on the condom. “Turn on your side.”
    “Why?”
    He gave her thigh a light slap. “Just do it, cara .”
    She rolled so she was facing away from him and he molded himself to her body. They didn’t have a great height difference, which made things easier, and he marveled at how well they fit together. Lifting her top leg, he pushed it forward and then used one hand on his cock to guide it through her pussy folds a couple of times.
    Natalie moaned. “Feels so good. I need you, Marco.”
    “And you have me,” he murmured as he slowly slid inside her tight, hot wetness. His eyes closed of their own volition as nerve endings fired out of control. “Ah, tesora , amante …”
    “What are you saying? You mentioned tesora means treasure, what does amante mean?”
    “Lover,” he whispered in her ear before taking the delicate shell between his teeth and gently tugging. He pulled back to say, “That is what you are to me. My lover.”
    She giggled. “I’m sorry. You just—you talk so much more than most men in bed.”
    “I don’t want to speak about other men who have been in your bed when I am inside you.”
    “Oh, sorry.” Natalie bit her lip.
    “It’s all right,” he told her, dragging open-mouthed kisses down the slim column of her neck. “Right now there is you and there is me. That’s it.”
    “Okay.” She reached back and grabbed his hair as he sped up the pace and force of his thrusts gradually. “How do you do that?” she asked with a gasp.
    “Do what, cara ?”
    “Make me feel so good.”
    “I pay attention. I listen to your sounds and watch your movements.”
    “Is that all there is to it?” She sounded disbelieving and he buried his face in her neck. He was already addicted to her and the beguiling way she responded to him.
    “Yes, love, that’s all there is to it.”
    “Wow. All those other guys—”
    He slapped her ass. “What did I say about other men?”
    “I know. I’m sorry.”
    “Stop apologizing. Concentrate on what you feel. I want you to come again.”
    “But I—”
    “You can come again,” Marco answered, reading her thoughts.
    “I can try.”
    “That’s my girl.” Unable to hold back any longer, he moved between her legs again and pulled her knees up and over his elbows. She moaned and he took that as assent to keep going, now setting up a harder, faster tempo.
    “Oh my God, I can feel it!”
    “Let it out, amante .”
    “Oh my God!” She began to tense around him and he was a goner. With a grunt that morphed into a long, drawn-out groan, his orgasm took him over. He saw stars behind his closed lids as the sensations racked his entire body. Natalie continued to contract around him and his release went on and on until he was afraid his balls would turn inside out. Finally the waves of feeling slowed and he collapsed onto his forearms, not wanting Natalie to bear the full weight of his body.
    “Oh, cara , you are amazing,” he told her, leaning down to lightly brush his lips over hers before withdrawing to take care of the condom. Coming back to bed, he tucked both of them under the covers. “Sleep now.”
    She stretched like a cat and snuggled into the pillow. “Okay.”
    With a smile he kissed her forehead and then gathered her body to his, surrendering to sleep not long after.

Chapter Four
     
    What is that noise? Her