He kissed me again, trailing his fingers down my neck. I was breathless in an instant, and then he moved down my neck to my breasts. His lips found my nipples, and he teased me softly. His movements were gentle, slow. It felt like he wanted to make this night last forever. I wanted exactly the same thing. I was desperate to feel him inside of me, but I wanted to feel every single inch of him. I wanted the passion we felt to overwhelm us both until he just couldn’t take it anymore.
While he kissed my breasts, I held onto him tightly. My arms and legs wrapped around his body. I never wanted to let him go, but he untangled my legs gently. With one hand, he trailed his fingers up my thighs, stopping only to push my legs apart. I gasped when he touched me. He didn’t slide inside me. Instead, he stroked me between my legs. He moved his face up to kiss me again while his fingers continued to play with me. I moaned and squirmed beneath him. Every time he moved, a fresh wave of pleasure washed through me. I wasn’t close to an orgasm, but just feeling his body against mine was so delicious, I could have spent the entire night lying there letting him tease me.
“God, Tara,” Sean moaned against my lips.
I reached down to wrap my fingers around his cock. It was hard and pulsing in my hand. I groaned and tugged on him gently. I wanted to feel him inside of me more than anything. Sean got the hint and sat up slightly. He positioned himself perfectly and slowly slid inside me. I moaned deeply when he entered me. I could feel every single inch of him, and I still wanted more. I lifted my hips, trying to press him further in.
Sean’s eyes closed, and he let his body fall against mine. He moved inside me with his hands wrapped protectively around my shoulders and his lips just centimeters from mine. He moved slowly, barely thrusting, but each motion was hard and deliberate. He wasn’t in it for a fast release. He wanted to feel me just as badly as I wanted to feel him.
Sean held onto my shoulder and moved his hips. With every thrust, I lifted my hips to meet him, and he hit my pleasure spot perfectly. It didn’t matter how slowly we moved. Every movement sent waves of desire cascading through my body, and I was soon breathing heavy. Sean’s lips found mine and he kissed me slowly, his tongue slipping into my mouth.
He licked my lips, tasting me.
“Oh my god,” I moaned against him when he hit my spot again. My legs were already starting to shake. I had to fight the urge to pick up the speed. My body was desperate for release, but Sean was determined to make this last.
He slowed down even more, and I groaned in protest. My nails dug into the skin on his back so hard that I worried I might hurt him. He panted in my ear, thrusting slower and harder than ever. My head pressed against the headboard, and with each, rough thrust, I banged against it. I didn’t care. I didn’t even notice. My entire body was on fire.
“Sean,” I breathed. “I can’t take it anymore. I’m so close.”
“Shh, baby,” Sean whispered in my ear. His tongue slipped inside my ear, and I shivered uncontrollably. “I want to enjoy this. You feel so goddamn amazing.”
I moaned louder than ever. His words and his body overwhelmed me. I could feel my orgasm building, preparing to spill over and take me over.
Sean thrusted even harder, picking up the pace just slightly. I heard him growl, and he moved his lips to mine again. He kissed me hard and fast, and his body soon followed suit. He couldn’t take it anymore, either.
He moved faster and faster, thrusting so hard that my head hit the headboard harder each time. I could barely feel it. Sean was moving faster, sliding in and out so quickly I barely knew what was happening. Our slow, sensual sex was becoming fast and hungry. Sean grunted and moaned against my lips, and I could barely breathe.
I bit his bottom lip and tried to keep from screaming. The sensations coursing through my body were so strong I thought I might explode.
“I’m so close,” I moaned. “Oh my god, don’t stop. Please. Please don’t stop. Please.”
At the sound of my begging words, Sean moved faster than ever. He braced himself with his hands and threw his body against mine so hard that I saw stars. My body shook, and my legs tightened. I moaned louder than ever, and I bit my tongue so I wouldn’t scream. Sean continued to pound against me until finally, the release I’d been begging for found me. Ecstasy flooded my body, and I jerked violently. Sean didn’t stop. He kept his movements hard and fast, making my pleasure last longer than ever. I whimpered and writhed beneath him, giving myself over to him completely.
When Sean finished, I felt him pulsing inside of me, and I wrapped my legs tighter around his waist. He held me against him, breathing heavily. I felt his heart pounding against mine, and I never wanted him to let me go. When he did, it was only to pull out of me and roll over to the side. He pulled me with him so my head was on his chest. I threw my leg over his waist and nestled closer to him.
In that moment, I felt safer and more at peace than I ever had. My body still vibrated with the after effects of sex, but what made me happier was knowing that Sean was still right there beside me. I closed my eyes and stroked his skin, wanting to live forever in the feel of him.
“You’re amazing,” Sean said softly.
“I was just thinking the same thing about you.” I laughed.
“I want you to have the company,” Sean said suddenly.
I blinked, pushing myself up to look him in the eye. His words were so far from what I thought they’d be that I couldn’t quite process them.
“What?” I asked lamely.
“The company,” he said. “It should be yours. I know my dad left it to me, but I don’t want it. Not really. I’ve never been one for the corporate world. You, of all people, know that. I’m not built that way, and I don’t want to try to be. I don’t want to run Yates’. I never have.”
“But,” I stammered. “It’s yours. It’s your company. He gave it to you.”
“Which means I can do whatever I want to with it,” Sean said. “And this is what I want. I want you to have it. I want you to run it.”
“But Sean—” I began.
“No.” Sean shook his head firmly. “I’ve thought about this a lot and I’m sure. I would never be able to run things like he did. I wouldn’t even know where to begin, Tara.”
“I could teach you,” I suggested.
“But why?” Sean laughed. “Why take the time for all that when I don’t even want it? I don’t want it, but you do.”
“I never said that.”
“You didn’t have to.” Sean smiled. “Tara, I know you. You’ve always hoped that, one day, Yates’ would be yours. Well, I’m saying it can be.”
“I’m not a Yates,” I said weakly. “Ray always wanted it to be a family business. That was always his dream.”
“And you are family,” Sean said simply. “He felt that way and so do I. Tara, you have earned the right to run this company. You’ve worked so hard for so long. It should be yours. I’m more sure of that than I am of almost anything in the world.”
“Sean,” I began. “I don’t know what to say.”
“Just say yes,” Sean said. “Say yes.”