With that, he spread her legs wide, settling against her as he whipped her white blouse up and over her head. He didn’t even bother with the buttons, and it was loose enough that it didn’t matter. Her bra was gone seconds after that and she sighed as his hand covered her breast, his thumb flicking against her taut nipple.
“You’re larger here than I’d thought,” he commented, focused on her breast. Then his mouth lowered, covering that nipple and she groaned, her hips grinding against him, like she’d done earlier. “I have big hands,” he added conversationally. “And your breasts fill them perfectly. I like that.”
She tried to smile, but his thumb moved over her nipple and she forgot how to breathe for a moment.
He groaned, shaking his head again. “You can’t move like that if you want this to last!” he growled, then lowered his head to take one of her nipples in his mouth. She screamed, her fingers diving into his hair as she arched her back. Immediately, her legs lifted, encircling his waist as he pressed his hips against hers, feeling that hard part of him that was close, so damn close!
“Stevie!” he shuddered, “I’m right on the edge, here, honey.”
“Don’t stop! Please, please don’t stop!”
She thought he was going to leave her, but his gaze zeroed in on her other nipple and he lowered his head to nip and tease it as well, making her eyes cross as she shifted hungrily against him.
“I can’t hold back, honey,” he grabbed the condom he’d taken out of his wallet earlier. “I just…” he quickly rolled it down his shaft as he knelt between her legs. But he wasn’t focused on the condom. He looked at her body, his eyes drifting over those glistening pink folds.
“You’re so damn beautiful!” he said as he settled between her legs, wrapping hers back around his waist. “Tell me if I hurt you,” he urged, as he pressed into her heat, groaning as her tight sheath closed around him.
“Yes!” Stevie breathed, lifting her hips to meet him. When he was fully embedded inside of her, he paused, looking down at her. “You okay?” he asked.
“I’d be better if you started moving,” she told him, her nails trailing down his shoulders, making him shudder.
Slowly, Janus started thrusting, pressing his face into her neck as he moved. Stevie lifted her hips, meeting every thrust and crying out as her body drew tighter and tighter. “Like that!” she gasped when he shifted against that nub so perfectly that she thought she might just…!
Stevie exploded, the waves of pleasure nearly blinding her.
She felt him find his own pleasure, tightening her arms around him as she tried to help him.
Janus started to move away as the pleasure eased, but she tightened her arms around him. “Don’t move!” she whispered urgently, tightening her legs around him. He stilled, kissing her neck, and Stevie appreciated the moment so that she could pull herself back together.
When she sniffled, he pulled away, but kept himself inside of her, connected to her in the most intimate of ways.
“Hey,” he murmured, peering down at her, cupping her face so his thumbs could wipe her tears away. “Did I hurt you?”
Stevie sniffled again, then closed her eyes, trying to stifle the tears. “No.”
There was a long moment of silence. Stevie kept her eyes closed. She felt foolish enough for crying, she didn’t want to add to it by having a complete emotional meltdown.
“Then what’s wrong?”
She shook her head. “Nothing,” she finally said. “Nothing is wrong. In fact, it’s just the opposite.” She loosened her grip on his shoulders and wiped at the tears. “I’m just having a bit of an emotional moment, but don’t worry.” She opened her eyes and gave a damp chuckle. “I just need a moment to pull myself together.”
He kissed her tears, and she thought he was the sweetest man she’d ever met. How could such a large, muscular man be so tender and gentle?
“It was…perfect,” she whispered, lifting up to kiss him softly. “Please don’t freak out. That was…it’s never been like that before. It was amazing.”
He was very still for a long moment, and kissed her lingeringly. “I’ll be right back.”
She heard him turn on the water and knew that he was cleaning up. Pushing the pillows behind her, she sat up, wanting to see him when he returned. She’d never really enjoyed observing naked men, thinking they were a bit odd looking. But when Janus walked out of the bathroom, she couldn’t pull her eyes away. He was truly magnificent. His muscles gleamed in the moonlight and his silver eyes glowed with interest as he stared back at her.
“Should I pose for you?” he teased.
Stevie laughed, shaking her head. “No. Sorry. I’m staring.”
“No, you’re not. I think it’s hot that you like looking at me.”
He climbed back into bed, pulling her into his arms. “Ah, Stevie,” he sighed, his fingers combing through her hair. “What am I going to do with you?”
She laughed and snuggled into his arms. She had some pretty good ideas on what she wanted to do with him, but she’d been awake since five o’clock this morning and it was well past midnight now. As much as she wanted to stay awake, her eyes were already closing even as she thought about how warm he was, cuddled up like this.
Chapter 3
Janus woke up feeling better than he had in a long time. Stretching, he realized that Stevie was next to him, curled up against his side and he smiled, memories of last night coming back to him. He liked her. Damn, he liked her a lot! And the sex had been phenomenal!
Rolling over, he checked the time, and cursed under his breath. He was going to be
