Free Icing on the Cake by RaeLynn Blue

because she actually sped up!
    As this rate, they would end sooner rather than later. Insatiable, she meant to ride him until she broke him. So consumed by pleasure, Aerial rocked her hips over him. He shifted his attention and cradled her weight as she slammed down onto him. Wow! She felt so wonderful. Just. Like. This. He couldn’t allow her to continue setting the pace. Growling, he wrapped his arms around her waist, lifted her up, and rolled her to the bed, putting her onto her back and not sliding out. He placed her ankles on his shoulders.
    Planting kisses on her ankles, he continued to push in and pull out of her in loving strokes. He gazed down her long, supple legs to Aerial’s heart-shaped face. Eyes hooded, Aerial cupped and kneaded her breasts. Licking her lips, she whispered commands to him, saucy things she wanted, how good he felt inside of her, but most importantly how badly she needed a release.
    “You. Are. Amazing,” he told her. It wasn’t just the roar of hormones, or the heat of sex speaking, but honesty—something he’d thought to keep to himself. But as usual Aerial managed to unlock him, making him reveal himself without even asking him outright to do so.
    “Brice! Please!”
    “I know what you want. Let me give it to you.”
    And he did, because he wanted it too. He couldn’t get enough of her either. For years, he’d abstained from giving any piece of himself, including indulging in sex. His hips pistoned so fast, he lost himself inside her. At that moment, he melted into her and she became apart of him. With their bodies joined, his heart opened, blooming at the pleasure he gave her, but more importantly at how she made him feel. Safe. Whole. Normal.
    “Aerial!” Yes. Her. Only her. Always her!
    Beneath him, Aerial moaned, deep as if it had pooled in her belly and finally made its way to her lips. Her pussy milked him prolonging his own orgasm, nearly painfully, his legs threatened to buckle. She drained him of strength, zapped his emotions and wore him down until all he could do was sway to her will.
    Not far behind her, another orgasm tore through him so violently his entire body shook. Every nerve, every muscle, every hair tingled. As he emptied himself inside her hotness, he wondered if he’d ever be able to go back to the way things were before he met her.
    Somehow he doubted it.
     

Chapter Ten
     
    Monday
     
    The empty parking lot made Brice sad. After the weekend’s fun and carefree lounging, he didn’t want to deal with co-workers’ questions, glances, or hot whispers. Not that Tawana gossiped about her personal life, or that of her sister, but C.A.K.E workers had a way of nosing about. Stephen Silver ran the company like a family, and they had a tendency to behave just like that. His black sheep label had remained intact, until now. He climbed out of his car, grabbing his briefcase. It wasn’t really other co-workers he worried about. Just Tawana. He’d spent all night and Saturday night with her baby sister. No way was Tawana not going to ask his intentions.
    So, Brice had come in early, to dive head first into work, and to catch up on his own tasks. Due to fly to San Diego tomorrow morning, he had to finish researching the company. He had a few hours to put together answers for Tawana and to decide what to tell her.
    First, he had to decide what he felt about Aerial. Yesterday, he left her early in the afternoon. They’d spent all day together, watching movies, and making love. Once home, exhausted, physically and emotionally, he’d slept like a rock for most of Sunday. Refreshed. Revived. Hopeful, Brice entered the building with his keycard. Most of the building lay in shadows, but he switched on lights as he made his way back to his cubicle.
    Aerial. He could still taste her on his tongue. Nothing he did would ever keep her from his thoughts. She hadn’t asked for anything. No questions about commitment or anything. She seemed content to just let them continue,