He slowed as he approached fifty. His whole body was ready for sex, but he didn’t want this to end. The minute they were done, she would go back to being wary. He needed to make this last so they had time together, time to change her mind.
He stroked the flesh he’d slapped, feeling the heat trapped in her skin as she sighed and rubbed her cheek against his leg.
He let his hand ease between her legs and found the warmth of arousal he’d hoped to find there. Her pussy was slick and ready. He stroked her there, drawing out even more arousal. The spanking had done its job. It had relaxed her and gotten her ready for sex, but he wasn’t ready to stop playing yet. Her legs were still trapped in the pajama bottoms, but he could find what he needed.
He caressed his way over her pussy, parting the labia and massaging the silky skin there. He slipped a single finger inside, fucking her gently.
“Oh god,” Nina said, her breath picking up again.
“I missed you last night. I missed you like crazy.” He hadn’t known he could miss someone when they were physically with him, but he’d felt every moment of the distance between them like they were miles.
“I missed you, too. I’ve gotten used to sleeping with you,” she admitted.
He’d gotten used to waking up with his arms wound around her, her hair tickling his chest. She seemed to like to sleep with her head on his chest. He would wake up and just lie there until she stirred.
He continued to stroke inside her with his middle finger while he let the pad of his thumb find her clitoris. Like the rest of her pussy, it was ripe and ready, her spanking having prepped her for pleasure. Every soft moan that came from her let him know he was hitting all the right spots.
His cock pulsed, but he ignored it, concentrating everything he had on her. It would be his moment soon enough.
Her whole body stiffened and released as a fresh rush of arousal coated his fingers. She went limp over his lap.
He hated the thought of waking up without her, of spending a single day without her voice in his ear, her body in his arms.
She eased off his lap and managed to get to shaky feet. He worried for a moment that she would step away from him, but she merely kicked off the PJ pants and dragged the tank over her head, revealing the body he was crazy about. He took in her graceful curves and the way her nipples puckered.
“Tell me what you want from me,” she said, her voice thick with some unnamed emotion.
Everything. He wanted her heart and soul, but she wasn’t ready to give them to him, might never be ready for that. “You. Only you.”
She shook her head. “Play with me, JT. It’s all I can do now.”
He heard the weariness in her voice and felt it in his soul. If that was all she could give him, then he would take it. “What do I want? I want you on your knees. I want my cock in your mouth. I want you to suck me until I tell you to stop and then I want you to ride me until I can’t fuck you anymore.”
He would worry about the rest tomorrow. Tonight he would let everything go. He would be with her. They had days on this island. He would be patient and win her over the same way he’d done it in the first place—by showing her how he felt, by binding her in pleasure and intimacy.
He stood up and had her in his arms in an instant, easily hauling her up.
Her arms went around his neck as he carried her to the bedroom. “No one’s ever carried me before.”
He would do it every day. Her feet didn’t need to hit the floor.
“Except emergency services, but I don’t think that should count,” she said in a dreamy voice.
He did not need to hear that, but he wasn’t letting fear rule him. Besides, everything Big Tag and Alex had said to him he’d taken to heart. “That doesn’t count in any way.”
“Well, the nice lads who took me to hospital certainly didn’t do that first part,” she said on a sigh. “And I didn’t want to see either of them naked.”
That was also a good thing. He set her on her feet and dragged his shirt over his head. Her hand came up and touched his chest. His breath caught at the feel of her hand on his skin. It trailed down his chest to the buckle of his belt.
She dropped to her knees in front of him. “Do you know how long I’ve wanted to get this cock in my mouth?”
He’d held her off because he’d wanted to give to her, but perhaps that had been a mistake. He sucked in a breath as she carefully unzipped his slacks and dragged them down his thighs. He’d taken off his shoes and socks when they’d gotten back to the room, so it was easy for her to toss his slacks aside.
Yes, it had been a mistake to not let her give to him. There was an eager look in her eyes that sparked his own need further. When she pulled down his boxers, his cock sprang free, hard and wanting everything she could offer him.
“Touch me.” He growled out the command, satisfied with how she immediately obeyed, her hand reaching for his cock and gripping him. “Yes, that’s exactly what I want. Stroke me.”
She did as he requested, her eyes on him. Her hand moved up and down his cock. He was hard, but the feel of her soft skin grasping him made him even harder.
“Lick me.”
Her lips curled up as though she knew that despite the fact she was on her knees, she was the one with all the power here. It was
