The crowd roars with laughter. “I guess we’ll just leave that one for all of you to figure out.” I smile.
“Jane,” someone hollers. “Are you fascinated by the kind of lifestyle that Riker can offer you?”
“What?” Jane scoffs. “I’m very simple. I don’t need an elaborate life as long as I have Riker and Nia by my side.”
“Jane, what kind of computer program would you equate Riker’s lovemaking to?”
“Oh my god!” She exclaims.
“I’ve got to say, I might be curious about the answer to that one.” I tease.
“What kind of flowers should Riker give you when he needs to apologize?” A man shouts. I can only imagine that he’ll be using her answer for his own personal experience.
“Um, Hyacinths,” Jane replies.
“On a scale of one to ten, how wild is Jane in the sack?”
“Okay, everybody, that’s enough for today.” I scoop Jane up, carrying her over the threshold and through the lobby, leaving the crowd shouting in our wake. I keep her held tight against me, ascending the stairs and entering the waiting elevator.
Nia is standing in the apartment doorway, leaning against the jamb as the elevator doors slide open. A goofy grin lights up her beautiful features. She’s been watching the entire event over the television. “I could go for a private island,” she shrugs.
“Absolutely not,” Jane insists. “No big lifestyle changes.”
“Oh well, it was worth a shot. I think I’ll go over to the neighbors for a little while,” she says slyly. “Mrs. Bennet made cookies earlier and asked if I’d like to have some. Besides, I don’t want to be anywhere near this place when you two get to forgiving each other.”
“Nia!” Jane laughs in disbelief, but I don’t let her get any more words out. I crash my mouth to hers as Nia’s giggles echo down the hallway.
I cross through the entry, kicking the door closed behind me. I refuse to take my hands off of Jane, even for a second. Her lips move and prod against mine as I maneuver down the hallway and into her bedroom, I kick that door closed, too, just for good measure.
Laying her gently atop the bed, I hover over her, blazing a trail of heated kisses across her dark skin. “I love you,” I whisper against her ear.
“I love you, too,” she sighs as I trail a hand down her hip, hooking my fingers behind her knee and pulling her leg up and around my waist.
“I want to spend the rest of my life showing you just how much I love you,” I say, nestling my throbbing erection against the heated pocket between her legs.
35 Jane
Before we can even get through the door, Riker is groping me and kissing me. I can’t remember the last time I felt so young and free. His big hands grab at my breasts, my ass and try to get around my waist. I start screaming with laughter as we get the door shut and he slams me up against it.
He stops in front of me, running his hands down my arms and pressing them against the door. As he steps closer, I lean my lower body out, letting our hips slide together as he gets closer and closer until his whole body is pressing me back against the cold, hardwood.
He leans in, mouth hot and wet, and I open my lips. As the kiss goes on, tangling our tongues, I start to writhe between him and the door, wiggling my hips to try to get my legs up.
I feel him grin against my face, pressing harder against me to keep me trapped. I start thrashing against him, desperate to get my hands on him, my legs around him. He’s so hot, I’ve missed him so much, it’s the sweetest torture having him touch me when I can’t touch him.
He leans into my neck, tracing his hot tongue in a slick trail, nibbling on me. I lean my head back on the door and a sound of surprise and submission gasps out of me. I feel my body going loose in my arms.
“You just stay still.” He whispers in my ear, “And let me pleasure you, beautiful woman. I love you, Jane. I’m going to show you how much.”
My pussy clenches so hard I actually moan. My clit is throbbing. Still holding my hands, he starts to run his mouth over my clothes, making my body tingle under the fabric as he moves his face across my dress.
As he sinks to his knees and reaches up for my skirt, he gasps when he starts sliding it up my thighs. He reaches up under the skirt and pulls my panties out from underneath before he puts his fingers on my thighs and watches with awe as he slowly reveals my pussy.
I don’t move, but I do look down. His face is wide-eyed, expectant, hungry. He doesn’t look away from my legs as he raises my skirt. When he finally exposes my pussy, he lunges forward, grabbing my ass cheeks and dragging me savagely to his mouth.
My spine bends, my feet almost come up off the floor. His lips press against my clit, and the yell that screams out of me shakes the walls. His fingers dig into me as his mouth moves deeper, lips searching and tongue exploring.
I reach down, balancing myself on the top of his head. He works between my clit and my cunt, sliding his tongue up and down while his lips work. Suddenly he grabs my ass even harder, pushing my clit into his mouth and sucks on it, flicking it with his tongue.
My fingers grip into his hair as I yell and twist. I have no idea what I’m doing to him as my legs come up, trying to crawl across his shoulders. He doesn’t stop sucking, only moaning in rapture as he keeps up the pressure while my orgasm comes roaring through me.
My clit shudders and pulses over and over again
