He hated to break the spell but glanced to the side where he’d tossed his bag. Stalking over, he reached down and grabbed a condom. Turning, he caught her eyes widening in surprise. “I wasn’t expecting anything,” he assured. “I just always keep them with me.” As soon as the words left his mouth, he realized how that sounded. Shit, that sounds like I’m always looking for a fuck. “I just want to be prepared in case… well, if I happen to… um…”
Her grin widened and a giggle slipped out. She covered her mouth and shook her head slightly. “It’s okay, Nolan. I have no illusions that either of us are virgins.”
Once again, a mixture of emotions hit him. He was glad she was not throwing him out for having condoms at the ready, and yet, he wondered who she’d been with. Not giving him time to think more, she stepped forward and raised her arms, linking her fingers behind his neck while pressing her breasts against his chest.
All other thoughts left his mind as he shifted them to the bed, jerking the covers down. She lay on her back and lifted her arms, beckoning him to her. Eager to acquiesce, he crawled over her body, covering her while holding his weight off her chest. His cock was already pressing against her warmth, but he wanted to take his time.
He nuzzled her ear, nibbling on the lobe before kissing his way down her neck. Feeling the butterfly pulse underneath her skin, he sucked gently, giving in to the strange desire to feel her life force underneath his lips. Her arms wrapped around his back, her trimmed fingernails scoring into his skin. As he kissed along her collarbone, she began to squirm, her hips moving underneath him.
Taking her lips once again, his hand glided along her stomach to the underside of her breast, his thumb sweeping over the globe before circling her nipple. Her undulating hips increased their movement but he had no desire to rush. His tongue swept inside her mouth, memorizing the texture and taste. Her tongue began to tangle with his, and the sense of urgency increased. Shifting downward slightly, his hand wrapped around her breast and held it in place as his mouth encircled her nipple and pulled on it deeply. He nipped and sucked, licked and laved, moving between both breasts as her fingers encircled his head, nails scraping along his scalp.
He wanted to make sure her body was ready for him. Continuing to slide downward, he nudged his shoulders between her thighs and with the flat of his tongue licked her slit. Her essence coated his tongue and her scent filled his nostrils. Her hips were now pressing upward as though she were trying to meld her body with his. His shoulders kept her thighs wide and both hands cupped her breasts, tweaking her nipples as his mouth latched onto her clit.
Her hands spasmed as she cried out, her orgasm shaking her entire body. He continued licking until he felt her tremors subside. By now, his cock was aching, the pain almost overriding his desire to go slow. As her legs fell open wide, her muscles relaxed, he kissed his way from her thighs over her belly, giving attention to each breast on his way to her mouth again, reveling in her beauty. Thrusting his tongue inside, her moan short-circuited the last of his resolve.
Reaching to the side, he grabbed the condom, ripped it open, and rolled it on. Positioning himself at her entrance, he hesitated until her eyes met his. A smile moved over her face, and she whispered, “Yes, Nolan.”
He plunged inside her sex, balls deep in one swift thrust. She gasped and he halted, searching her face to see if she were in pain. Her eyes were wide, but her smile was still in place.
“I knew you were big, but… wow,” she breathed. He continued to hesitate until she said, “Please, don’t stop. I want this.”
He hesitated, then she added, “I want you.” Hearing those words whispered from her lips was the most powerful aphrodisiac he could imagine. More than any fake sex-talk from a woman looking to score, it was nothing like the honest emotion pouring from this beautiful woman in his arms. She clung to him as he thrust over and over, her tight sex milking him. As though he could not get enough, he shifted slightly so that one arm moved under one of her legs, opening her wider to his body. Her breasts bounced with each movement and, answering their beckoning call, he leaned down and sucked first one and then the other.
He could tell he was close to his release but wanted her to come as well. Barely able to grunt, he managed to ask, “You close?”
She nodded as though unable to speak. He continued thrusting, now reaching between them to press his thumb against her swollen clit. Her legs and arms in unison tightened around his body, and with her eyes boring straight into his, she cried out his name. Hurling headlong with her cries, her name left his lips as he roared through his own orgasm.
Continuing to pump slowly until every drop had been drained, he barely managed to crash to the side, his arms weak with the strain. He draped her body half over his, and they lay tangled together, their raspy breaths mingling as their hearts pounded.
He hadn’t had sex in months since before his surgery or even his last mission. Is that what made this different? He hadn’t experienced a mind-blowing, full-bodied orgasm in… Hell, I don’t know when. He hated to leave her warm body wrapped around his but knew he needed to take care of the condom. Giving her ass a little pat, he mumbled, “Be right back.” He slid from the bed and stalked into the bathroom, ditching the condom and washing his hands. He stared into the mirror, just like he had earlier when
