“I want to stay here with you.”
His thumb drew shapes on the small of her back, warming her skin through the gauzy blouse. A growl escaped him as his hands slipped to her waist. “Sweetheart, I don’t want to be a dick, but I want you. Obviously. I can go take another cold shower.”
Leaning in, she pressed her mouth to his and she became liquid under his caress. Without a word, she dragged her shirt over her head, dropping it onto the floor. She then pulled the bobby pins from her hair and gave the heavy mass a shake, sending the tresses cascading down her bare shoulders. He groaned and clasped the strands in his hand, winding them around his fist as he pulled her down so he could kiss her deeply, consuming her in his intoxicating virility.
His fingers were at the straps of her bra then, hooking his thumbs under the elastic and giving a gentle tug, pulling the lace and satin down her sensitive breasts. Aware of the tingling in her nipples, she suddenly felt vulnerable and placed her hands over them.
“Don’t hide from me,” he ground out through clenched teeth. He removed her hands and his eyes gleamed with appreciation. “I’ve always loved your breasts. Beautiful. Fucking amazing. How’s a man to take things slow when he has you in his lap?”
Pressing her lips against his ear, she whispered, “I can take it as fast and as hard as you can give it.”
He eased back, staring up into her eyes. “Trust me, I’ve never forgotten how you liked it.”
A mischievous smile ripened on her lips as desire blossomed between her legs. “You always had a way of understanding when I needed handled like a china doll and when I needed a beast. Can you guess what I need now?”
With a deep groan, he whipped her around and dropped her on her stomach onto the lumpy bed. She felt the dipping of the mattress, heard the rustling of material, and then he was back, hovering over her. He pressed his large erection into the crease of her ass, grinding against her as he pulled back the curtain of her hair and kissed the nape of her neck, nibbling the sensitive skin. Using the tip of his tongue, he blazed a trail down her spine, kissing and nipping along the way. He reached the waistband of her skirt, gently biting her tender skin as he dragged the obstruction away. Her thong was gone with a ripping of delicate fabric and a puff of cooler air brushed over her trembling bare bottom.
His hands gripped her hips, lifting her higher until she was on her knees, their bodies pressed together but not connected, not yet. He kissed each of her shoulders, his free hand grasping the twisted material of her bra like lace reins while he nuzzled his whiskered jaw against her goose pimpled flesh. His shaft slid between her inner thighs and she rolled her hips side to side, up and down, squeezing him. His perilous groan vibrated her body.
Arching her back and swirling her hips, she continued to use her inner thighs to ride his shaft, wanting him inside her, having him take what had always been his.
Rocking back onto her knees, she pressed her bottom against his stomach, rejoicing in the heat that exuded from his body. He still held her hair in one hand and bra strap in the other, then bent over her, engulfing her under his strapping frame. His wet tip rubbed her bottom and he loosened his hold from her, freeing her only for a second until his hands cupped her ass. She let out a squeal of surprise when he bit one cheek and then the other. Every fine hair on her body stood on end as more goosebumps washed over her skin. Her nipples bloomed into thick, tingling nubs.
He licked the back of her thighs, her knees and returned to hover over her, pulling her face up and around so that he could kiss her lips.
His body…a finely chiseled work of masculine art…was so hard, so strong and every muscle flexed as he rocked against her. His fingers threaded into her hair again, fisting the locks as the other wrapped around her neck. He held her in a submissive clutch that made her purr.
His grip released and he pressed his palm against her belly when he suckled the skin on her neck, leaving tiny bites that made her spine arch deeper. Then his hand slipped further south, finding the sensitive nub that ached for his attention. He pinched the slick folds of skin, erupting a feeling somewhere between pain and ecstasy on the scale of blistering need, triggering a rush of juices to form at the apex of her thighs. He continued the erotic assault until she was panting, then she felt the tip of him press against her center. Her body was so wet and ready that he easily slipped inside her, taking the narrow passage inch by inch until her muscles stretched around him.
This is where I belong.
That couldn’t be possible.
This is only sex.
But it felt like so much more.
He thrust deeper until she took all of him, adjusting to the erotic intrusion. Their moans comingled and echoed off the walls.
His grip disappeared from her neck and clutched her shoulder, securing her under his hold as he pounded against her ass. He thrust in and out of her slick body. The gentle bite of his teeth on her shoulders, neck and back became a bonus as he brought her closer and closer to release.
He started a primal rhythm, plunging
