Breaking Conviction by Greer Rivers
Chapter Forty-Five
Having Naomi Ward come in his arms was a religious experience. He slowly removed his fingers after letting her ride out her orgasm. Every time she ground her ass against his cock, he had to grit his teeth against his own pleasure, making sure he didn’t come too soon. He’d had a hard as fuck day and he couldn’t think of a better way to celebrate not getting blown the fuck up than by making love to the woman of his dreams.
He kissed her neck again softly, pausing when she whispered.
“I want you to take me to bed.”
Wes groaned against her neck and helped them both up from the tub. He let her get out first and when he exited the tub, he picked up one of the soft, fluffy towels on the counter. He gave it to Naomi before wrapping one around his waist and sitting on the wide lip of the tub. It was a surprisingly comfortable spot, except for the raging hard-on tenting the towel, especially as he watched Naomi dab the towel against her body, drying the water droplets trailing down.
“Come here.” He grabbed her hand, not giving her much choice as he pulled her body to him. Her giggle cut off into a moan when he dove to lick one of the droplets, falling dangerously close to her trimmed patch of curls at the apex of her legs.
“I’ve never been jealous of water before.” He chuckled against her lower belly before tonguing up her torso, his eyes on her fiery brown ones as he did. “How it gets to slide along your curves, never coming up for air.”
She smiled and bent to kiss him. “You could do that too… if you wanted, ya know.”
Suddenly, it wasn’t enough for her to be standing in front of him. His towel fell to the floor as he scooped his hands behind her thighs so quickly, she yelped out a laugh. He placed her on top of his bare lap, helping her straddle his waist and leaving her legs to dangle back into the water with a splash.
He went straight for her lips while he wrapped her arms around his neck. Her pussy was slick with arousal while she pressed against the base of his cock and goddamn, it was driving him crazy. Their kiss was just as wet and passionate, full of lips, tongues, and teeth. He cradled the back of her head so he could suck her bottom lip into his and used his other hand to palm her ass, sliding her against his cock as it stood straight up against his belly button.
She reached past him and dunked her hand into the water before she sat back up and wrapped her hand around his length. She squeezed and used the water to pump him up and down.
“Fuck, Naomi,” he groaned and moved his hands to her hips, continuing to grind the base of his cock into her heat.
A tingling sensation began at the bottom of his spine and his cock jumped, threatening to explode. He groaned and broke away from the kiss before he came way too goddamn quickly.
“Condom?” she asked, her voice almost a hesitation as if she was afraid to know his answer. “I-I have an IUD, but nothing’s ever one hundred percent—”
He felt himself smile. Like protecting her and easing her worries wasn’t all he ever thought about. “Would you hate me if I said I kind of came prepared?”
“Oh, thank God.” Naomi laughed against his lips and met his forehead with hers. “I would expect nothing less. I just wasn’t sure I had it in me to be responsible.” Even as she said it, she ground against his cock and he had to clench his jaw to keep from encouraging her further.
Instead, he shook his head. “As much as I want to go bare with you, love, I’ll always consider your safety and peace of mind first.”
He searched for his pants, thankfully within reach from his perch, and Naomi leaned with him as he retrieved a condom from a pocket. Before he could put it on, Naomi dove in to kiss him again, and he got caught up in her mouth on his. She pumped his shaft again, pulling a groan from deep within him as his balls tightened with the need to come. He let her go on as long as he could take, but finally the pleasure was too damn much to hold back. Grabbing a fistful of wet hair, he tugged her away from his lips with every inch of his willpower.
“I want to sink inside your pussy more than I want my next breath right now. If we don’t get that condom on, I’m going to drown my cock in your bare cunt and not apologize for it.”
“Mmm… I do hate apologies,” she whispered and shifted her hips. Before they tested his restraint any further, she took the packet from his hands and unwrapped it with a grin.
She watched with a look of excitement that went straight to his ego as she rolled the tip over his thick length. Once it was all the way on, she rested her hands on his shoulders and tried to lift herself up without any luck. Her feet didn’t have any purchase while they dangled over the tub.
“I got you...” Even to his own ears, his voice was rough with desire and he felt her shiver against him. He palmed her ass with both hands and lifted her curvy body straight up in the air, using his biceps and back.
“Oh shit,” her whisper sent all his blood rushing into his shaft as he positioned her over the tip of his cock.
He helped guide her down slowly. Inch by agonizingly teasing inch, he lowered her onto his cock until they both moaned. Her pussy gripped him like a vise and he had to breathe through the threat of an orgasm.
She seemed to be taking a settling breath too, and Wes waited for any body language that would show she was ready. But he couldn’t resist touching her. He kissed each cheek, her forehead, and then her cute, perky nose, loving the fullness brimming in his chest. Finally, he claimed her lips, using his tongue to get her to open for him. As they kissed slowly, he positioned both hands on her hips and began to move her body at the same rhythm, grinding her clit against him and angling his cock to make sure he hit the nerves connected inside too.
“Damn, Wes, I’m so full…” she whispered it with a shudder, almost as if she didn’t mean to say it and he couldn’t help but smile against her lips. He quickened their pace, loving the way her body tensed and squeezed around him with another impending orgasm. She felt so fucking good riding his cock, but the way they were positioned was all for her. He couldn’t wait to have her underneath him so he could push into her at the speed that would bring them both to the brink of sex-drunk insanity.
He began to feel the burn in his biceps as he helped her body ride him, but he knew she was close. Her breaths came in pants until finally she released his name on a low moan as she came a second time. Her pussy squeezed his cock, and he gritted his teeth to keep from coming too.
As soon as her pussy calmed around him, she repeated his name like a prayer, and he grinned at the emotion behind it. He stood up, keeping himself inside her as he took them to the king-size bed. As carefully as he could while still connected, he laid her out on top of the quilt and covered her body with his before pumping slowly in and out.
He pushed her hands above her head, intertwining his fingers with hers as he dove in to kiss her, mimicking with his tongue their steady pace.
He lifted from their kiss and squeezed her hands three times, analyzing her expression as she widened her eyes a fraction and relaxing them into an emotion he couldn’t quite place.
“What does that mean, Naomi?” he asked, having a pretty good idea already. “You and Thea both do it.”
Naomi gasped. “Thea does it for you, too?”
He nodded and noticed her eyes well up. His heart almost cracked with guilt for making her upset until she said the words that immediately patched it all together.
“It means... it means I love you.”
Wes closed his eyes and released a breath, resting his forehead on hers as he paused his thrusts. “I thought so. And damn am I glad I was right.” He squeezed her hands four times before kissing her. “I love you, too.”
He increased his pace, but didn’t go harder. There was no need to pound in and out of her. Hell, he already felt like he was reaching the end of her every time he completely sheathed his cock, and he didn’t want to hurt her. She let out a guttural moan and started whispering his name again.
“Wes, yes, shit, yes. Please, just like that.” She continued to whisper nonsensical encouragement back at him as he kept his good hand in both of hers and lowered his other to her knee. He raised it to bend so he could dip deep inside her and curve up to gently massage her cervix with his tip.
She moaned his name, telling him he was on the right track and he kept consistent pressure as he ground into her. With each push, he had to hold back the urge to spill before she came again. It wasn’t until her nails dug into his shoulders and her pussy started fluttering around him that he began to let loose.
“Fuck, Wes, I’m gonna—” She never finished her thought as she came on a groan that sent his cock spasming inside her. His movements grew inconsistent as he moaned her name and on one final thrust, he spilled inside her.
He kissed her forehead, her cheeks, her nose, and her lips, repeating how they’d begun before hugging her close and flipping them. He knew he needed to get rid of the condom, to clean her up, but as soon as he tried to separate from her, she tightened her hold and laid her head on his chest. His hand found the back of her head and he kissed the crown, reveling in her sweet scent. Vanilla now mixed with green apple made his mouth water and somehow his already spent cock twitched. He groaned against her damp hair and she chuckled against his chest before stilling and looking up at him.
Her firelight eyes burned as her brow furrowed and she worried her lip.
He tilted his head against the pillow to analyze her. “That expression...” He brushed her cheek with the back of his hand and she turned into it. “What’re you thinking, love?”
“I’m... I’m afraid you’re not real. All this… it feels too good to be true.” She pointed around the room, eventually landing on the wall connecting the bathroom before looking back at him. “And I don’t know what I would’ve done without you these past few months. Would I have stayed with that monster?” She shuddered. “Hell, would I even be alive to ask that question? I mean... fairy tales aren’t real, but here you go, making me feel like a princess and you’re the white knight who’s saved me.”
He grinned and craned his neck for a kiss. His lips left hers too soon, but when he looked into her eyes again, the sincerity in his gaze promised a lifetime of moments just like this one.
“Except you never needed a white knight,” he answered with a brush of his thumb against her cheek. “You’re the queen in this story, and you’ve saved yourself over and over again.” He kissed her one more time and whispered against her lips. “Now you just get to finally enjoy your happy ever after.”
